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Another morning visits

Coming with its stomach

Its need for clothing

Its need for being walked or driven like a dog

Its need for dialogue

And its many conflicts in diversity



Abena, like the earth which must hosts it,

I succumb to its whims

Allowing myself to be played like its guitar

For I don’t want to be the failed host

So like a broom, I sweep its need

Hoping it would be merciful in shortening my span

But I keep getting piercier and stronger

Sweeping its needs cleaner by the day



I know its strains will make me weak

And my weak will make me seek

And my seek will make me leak

And my leak will make me meek

In stillness and transition into a shadow after a ghostly peak

But I still work to be a good host

A good host so I…

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Left Behind After the Lightening! 

    On Sunday, 31st May 2015, there was a heavy thunderstorm all over the capital, Accra. It rained heavily with lightening and thunders.

It started at a time most Christians were supposed to be in church. Those who went early were already having service but those who delayed couldn’t make it at all as the rains could not give them a favorable journey to church. Some found a perfect excuse to be absent at church service.

Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other left. Two women will be grinding with a hand mill; one will be taken and the other left. (Matthew 24:40-41 NIV)”

As the youth service was going on a loud thunder struck across the sky with lightening. It happened with a loud noise within a twinkle of an eye and what it left was fear and shock in the eyes and hearts of the teens. 

Then I received instruction from what just happened that ” what if it was the RAPTURE that just took place and we were left behind”. What if the loud noise was truly the sound of the trumpet and we couldn’t make it? What if we had missed the RAPTURE whiles we were in church?

    So I mused about these things and I asked my teens same questions and there was utter silence and fear in their eyes. 

I could see shock possible shock in their eyes and potential disappoint written on their faces. I could hear the possible murmuring in their hearts that ” have I been truly left behind”, “have I missed the RAPTURE”?   

 Well that may not have been the RAPTURE but certainly it can remind us again that the RAPTURE will soon take place. 

And are you PREPARED? Will you GO? Or you will be LEFT behind when it occurs? 


“In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we shall be changed. – 1 Corinthians 15:52”

No matter where you find yourself that day, make sure you are found worthy of the RAPTURE, no matter who you are now, you can miss the RAPTURE if you are not PREPARED!!

16 For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command, with the voice of an archangel, and with the sound of the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first.

17 Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord. – 1 Thessalonians 4:16-17

Beloveds, it’s time to be even more serious with God and his WORK and make SURE of Salvation and Hold unto our faith!! 
We have no time on hand as the Day of RAPTURE is more close than any predicted LIGHTENING! 


This is not the time to PROCRASTINATE!

This is not the time to be LAZY!

This is not the time to be ARGUING!

This is not the time to be SKEPTICAL





One of these Raining days it may not be the SOUND OF Lightening but the SOUND OF THE TRUMPET!!!!  

Don’t be LEFT BEHIND! 


International Sex Workers Day: My Story!

 I hear today is International Sex Workers Day, how we celebrate such a day I have no idea but I have a story to share on this day. 

“It was the 2nd Leg of the El Classico on Sunday night and ‪#‎ECG‬ had taken our lights at Abeka-Lapaz. And as a Proud Fan of FC Barca I didn’t want to miss any of the Actions on TV. 

I started Looking for Places where I could get to watch the match, but for almost 45mins I couldn’t bcos apparently every sports centre was full to capacity and even if u enter and you will have to stand. My height wouldn’t permit me to watch from a distance.

I finally found a drinking bar at Lapaz just close to the N1 where their Plasma was out in the open and only few guys where around so I joined to watched free. No seats so I was standing.

I was following commentary on radio with my ear piece and there fore I couldn’t really hear the outside world. 
A few minutes as I stood there to watch I saw a pretty young lady (aged between 19-22) with revealing dress, beckoning me, I couldn’t hear what she was saying because of the Ear Piece so I took it off to listen to her. 

She asked me nicely in twi, “Odor Yenko anaa” (love should we go)? I wasn’t sure if it was me so I turned to look behind me but I was the only one distant from the rest of the men. Then she asked again, ” “yen fru suro anaa” (should we climb upstairs) 
I realized she had mistaken me for some one So I told her it’s not me. 
A few minutes on another younger lady (may be 17 or 19 years) approached me and also said, “Wu p3 ni sen” (How will you like it)??
Then I started looking around and I realized it’s a den of Sex workers. 
I quickly told her no am not interested and she left. As I look round I saw cars park by to pick some, I saw men climbing the 2 storey building which seems like a guest house with these young girls. 

I had been told there are Sex Workers around that area but I had never encountered them before or how they do their business. 

I left the place with confusion in my mind. As to how young, beautiful and enterprising ladies could be engaged in such a business it still baffles me. 

It was even a Sunday night so I was wondering if they went to church service. And why aren’t they ashamed to do this in the open.
With the kind of confident they have wouldn’t they be able to sell anything anywhere? I was still wondering?? 

As today Marks International Sex Workers day, I decided to share this to you so you know how real it is in our cities.

For the decision makers in our country pls we need you to do more than just craving for power.
To my fellow Christians, there are lot more souls perishing everyday, let’s take the saving knowledge of Christ to them. 

To elders and parents, kindly ask where your young ones go at night, some may be engaged in this business without your knowledge.

To the media we know you are doing well but pls increase the awareness of this so our young ladies will be saved from this “business”

Should I even wish them a Happy Sex Workers Day or What??

Ghana Poetry Festival 



 The Second Ghana Poetry Festival, organized by VALUES FOR LIFE, is scheduled to take place on the 6th of June, 2015 at the Pan African Writers Association (PAWA) House, Roman Ridge. The theme for this year’s poetry event is “Promoting poetry in Ghana; the role of stakeholders”. This year’s which promises to be very exciting and educating event will kick off with a Poets Forum in the morning (10am). This will be a two-hour round table discussion made up of three segments with each dealing with particular topics; 

“Publishing in Ghana: Then, Now and the Future”. 

This discussion will highlight the Challenges facing Ghana’s publishing industry, how locally published poetry books can gain global attention, how the new media can be used as an innovation in promoting Ghanaian poetry. The Panel will comprise Dr. Mawuli Adzei (Author of The Jewel of Kabibi, Taboo and Testament of Season and academician), Mr. Woeli Dekutsey (Publisher, Woeli Publishing), Cecilia Sefa Amoafowaa (Poet & Self-Published Author) and Bernard Kelvin Clive (On-line Publisher). The host will be Nana Nyarko Boateng (Gird Writing Centre)

“The State of Ghana’s Poetry In A Global World: Ghanaian Poetry; On the rise or free fall? & how do we introduce the new generation of Ghanaian poets? 

Host: Apiorkor Seyiram Ashong Panelists: The Panel in this segment will also  comprise Martin Egblewogbe (Lecturer, University of Ghana and host of Writers Project on Citi fm), Mr. Kwasi Gyan-Apenteng (President, Ghana Association of Writers) and  Prof. Kofi Anyidoho (Lecturer, University of Ghana, Published Poet & International Author)  

Under the Round Table Discussion, every participant would contribute after a brief submission by the panelists. 

After the Round Table Discussion, will be an Open Mic segment, “Open-Mic Marathon” which will give a platform for everyone who seeks to do his or her poetry. There will also be “The Blast A Balloon & Read Its Content”.

Ti-kon-kon ti-kon (Once Upon Our Poetry Scene) With Dr. Mawuli Adzei and Prof. Kofi Anyidoho will then follow with the host being Chieff Moomen, a young renowned Ghanaian poet.

One important segment of the festival will be the Honouring of young Ghanaian Poets/groups by the Deputy Minister of Tourism, Culture & Creative Arts, Hon. Abla Dzifa Gomashie, for their immense contribution towards the growth of poetry in Ghana.

 Then after, there will be poetry readings/Spoken word performances and rehearsed Dramatic Poetry performances including the enactment of poems by Dr. Mawuli Adzei. There will be also be Exhibition & Sales of Poetry works—books, audio, visuals, frames, etc—the whole day.

The Special Guest of Honour is Hon Abla Dzifa Gomashie (Deputy Minister, Ministry of Tourism, Culture & Creative Arts)


The Black Rose

I dance
I love dancing
I love dancing like a bird
I love dancing like a bird soaring high

I sing
I enjoy singing
I enjoy singing like a child
I enjoy singing like a child with no worries

I paint
I’m happy painting
I’m happy painting like a bush
I’m happy painting like a bush flowing with the wind

I write
I like writing
I like writing like a free soul
I like writing like a free soul lost in a fantasy land

I dream
I’m alive dreaming
I’m alive dreaming like an angel
I’m alive dreaming like an angel who’s insane.

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Golden Advice To All Sons!!

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This are the golden advice we picked up from an African father while he was giving it to his sons. Enjoy and learn;

1. My son, if you keep spending on a woman and she never asked you
if you’re saving or investing, and she keeps enjoying the attention,
don’t marry her.
2. My son, a woman could be a good wife to you, some could be a
good mother to your children but if you’ve found a woman like a
mother to you, your children and your family, please don’t let her go.
3. My son, don’t confine the position of your wife to the kitchen,
where did you get that from? Even in our days, we had farm-lands
where they worked every morning . . . that was our office.
4. My son, if I tell you that you’re the head of the house, don’t look
at your…

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