Nerquaye-Tetteh’s Love Letter to Nsawam Prison

Tue, 6 Mar 2012 Source: Mensema, Akadu N.

*By Akadu Ntiriwa Mensema, Ph. D.

** Dedicated to Col. Roger J. Felli who was killed by Rawlings and his lunatics for

taking a legal loan of 50, 000 “old” cedis to build a house in his hometown. Today we are not ashamed that Rawlings and his wife own Nsawam Cannery and have put

pressure on the NDC to rebuild their arsoned Ridge state property. Today we are not ashamed that Kufour and his son own a multi-million dollar hotel. And today we are not ashamed that some “tribal” groups are championing Woyome’s fraud of GH¢58million as the work of “the illustrious son.”

“The EOCO report said Mr. Nerquaye-Tetteh was the Chief State Attorney directly in charge of the Woyome case. [Nerquaye-Tetteh] admits that he drafted all the letters… concerning the transactions leading to the payments to Mr. Woyome…” (Ghanaweb Feb 4 2012).

“The EOCO report uncovered… that Woyome had paid a gigantic amount of GH¢400, 000 (¢4billion) into Gifty Nerquaye-Tetteh’s account” [after he had been paid

GH¢58million]” (Ghanaweb Feb 9, 2012).

“Samuel Nerquaye-Tetteh [writes that] ‘My only crime is that I allowed my wife to accept help from Mr. Woyome with regard to her business’” (Ghanaweb March 3, 2012).

The Nerquaye-Tettehs

Oh! The elitist pen-robbers

Killers of the dream

Of our postcolonial dreams

Of managing our own affairs

Of our eternal self-sufficiency

Of Africanizing independence

Nerquaye-Tetteh steals from us

Sends us a sweet love letter

Wrapped in missiles of lies

To numb our national pain

Massa! Ah! We dey meet again

My Son, Ah! Our life dey cross

Massa Ghanafo dey for the cross

Useless Mills no dey carry cross

Hmm! Massa, Ghana hard paa

Eh! Ghana good for some oh

Yes for the Nerquaye-Tettehs

Son, that man be pen-thief

Oh! Yes, pen-armed robber

Yes, Nerquaye-Tetteh be thief

Massa, we for jail them all

They make us suffer suffer

Even kill them like JJ kill Felli

My son Col. Felli died in vain

Ah! Nerquaye-Tetteh

The pen-armed robber

Uses his bloody pen

Ah! Write to all of us

Love letter of dishonesty

Love letter of deceit

Ah! His letter of conceit

Just like indebting his wife

His collateral wife, his pawn

Prostituted to greedy Woyome

Gifting Gifty to greedy Woyome

Oh! For the gift of ten percent

Poured into Gifty’s ACCOUNT

Samuel Nerquaye-Tetteh

Put up his wife for sale

Pawned his wife as pawn

Indebted to Woyome

The pawn-credit to steal

Samuel Nerquaye-Tetteh

Steal millions of our cedis

Steely writes us love letters

The Nerquaye-Tettehs

The pen-armed robbers

The delirious foes

The vultures among us

That carcass our bodies

To feed on our body-politic

The vultures take us for fools

To canonize their thievery

As a right

As a birthright

As rite of their right

Elites who exploit us

Elites who imprison us

The impoverished

The marginalized

The disempowered

Let us jail them, all of them

Jail the Nerquaye-Tettehs

Elitist thieves who regal us

With brilliant love letters

Of selling their wives

Brilliant lies

Let us treat them

Treat them like pests

Like sanguinary pests

The educated thieves

Who have caused us pain

Made us a laughing-stock

Let us treat them

Treat them like pests

Like sanguinary pests

Blood-thirsty pests

Like Korle mosquitoes

*Akadu Ntiriwa Mensema, Ph. D., is a nationalist Denkyira beauty. She is a trained

oral historian cum sociologist and Professor in the USA. She lives in Pennsylvania

with her great mentor and teaches Africa-area studies at a college in Maryland. In

her pastime, she writes what critics have called “populist hyperbolic, satirical”

poetry. She can be reached at akadumensema@yahoo.com

Columnist: Mensema, Akadu N.