MAMA,CAN YOU STILL BE PROUD OF ME?

If it all turned out that I have lied.    1. You have really done well       You have kept your virginity        Now we can give you out in good name       Papa Ojoula      ...

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HYMNS OF THE BLACK VOICES

Builders of the African Dream Anthology's mouth is still opened and all cups, gallons, buckets and pans of juicy poems are welcomed. Pour in your Poems.  It only must have a taste of Africa. We so will be grateful for your contribution to building an African Dream with us. With your Poem we can take the hands of the street children in Uganda and walk them to a house. We can together...

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THE RIVER TOO DRINKS

Frimpomah Sits at the bank of Ankobra Her head planted in her palms Eyesfeeding the river with tears And Ankobra drinks with no fears Frimpomah sings a dirge "You them boys swimming  You them girls fetching  You them women washing  If you see my mother, tell her I wait for her body."...

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WHY I WILL CONTINUE TO BE A BEGGAR

If you see me in one way or the other begging, please don't be surprised, am not too ashamed of my status as a beggar. I am so because mendicacy is a chronic hereditary disease in my family as a Ghanaian.  Dad genetically borrowed mendicity from my granddad when he couldn't be any different from working for the whites in the gold mines.  He offered them all he had in his bones as energy...

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