Friday, March 07, 2008

Ghana At 51

Panyin and Kakra...a photo of a photo

Wishing you the best of 51 years,

Ghana, once Gold Coast,


Once Ashanti, Akwamu, Ewe and Guan,


Dagomba, Ga, Dagarti and Gonja

Small bites,


Thin slices of forest and savannah,


And migrating peoples, headed south


From the fifth cataract of the Nile


Then from Wagadu- the ancient of empires,


Where the snake Bida was found,


Whose head detached, flew far to the south


So we all marched south


To find the gold and rain.




On dry Sahel lands our footprints lie


Roots pierce deeper


Than our many tongues


Finding the core at the centre of earth


We cling to the genesis of one long story


Of trials, wars, divisions


and now friendships


Seeking a future bound to each other


We could be stronger


We could be taller


Allowing the past to serve the future


And if it will not


Then let it go


Let it die


As we speak with new tongues


and sing new songs


And dream a new conciousness to life


We march on to find the gold and the rain.






At 51, I daresay we've come of age


We know the stage


We can write a new play


It is time to reach ahead for a blessing


Time to grasp a better day




by Adwoa Badoe

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