A Struggling Ghanaian Brother

I will cover my eyes with dark ashes

I shall pretend to be blind


I shall retire my legs from walking


So that others could call me cripple


It's not that I feel defeated


Because the battle isn't yet won


There was a time when I stood tall


But now I only stand to fall


Greed has shamed my house


So, poverty has sent me in search of wealth

I must go into hiding before the dawn


This man made paradise isn't my home


Here I am just another face in the crowd


Here they call me a beggar behind my back


Here the call me the Black devil


I eat honey which turns bitter in my mouth


Only God knows the trouble that I have seen


Indeed, if I am only as strong as my burden


Then I will carry on just the same


With the hope that my heart doesn't cave in

Sweet memories lay broken underneath my wings


How quickly time has flown


They told me to seize the moment


But the moment was bound for tomorrow


And now all that I have got left


Is the memory of yesterday when I was


I know what was written by the hands of fate


I read it with my own two eyes


But now that it has come to pass

I wonder how fate ever came to know























I know that Ghana needs me back home


But I cannot leave now


To whom shall I return empty handed


Nobody loves you when you lose


They expect me to return with money which I don't have


They expect me to return with cars bought on credit

These unrealistic expectations are killing me


These unrealistic expectations have got me trapped


No, I cannot leave for home now


So, I will stay where ever I am in shame














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The Royal Enoch