BURIED TREASURES
Down the hills beneath
Lay the riches of our fathers
Wrapped in shinning linen
Waiting the days to be unearthed
Cast away from the eyes of thy children
Hearts filled with sadness
Unstopped tears shed Wondering where they went
Under the nim-tree we gazed
The unfolded lazy-chairs
Wait for the head gathering
To unveil the new souls
Where had they gone, we mrmured
The Land of their birth
The treasure world It's the place they belong
Preserved treasures sealed in redwood boxes Given to the forbidden world Protected by unseen creatures Their land of lasting peace.
Remembering Dr. Kwame Nkrumah and his fallen heroes, a tribute that Ghana will never be the same without you. May your souls REST IN PERFECT PEACE.
God Bless Our Motherland Ghana and Long Live The Black Star Of Africa.