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Rawlings’ “‘Who born dog’” Enough! Leave Mills Alone (1)

Tue, 16 Feb 2010 Source: Mensema, Akadu Ntiriwa

*By Akadu Ntiriwa Mensema, Ph. D.

“I [Rawlings] said it the other day, the people he [Atta Mills] surrounded himself with, most of them have worked with me before. That’s when I said who born dog. In my time, none of them would dare do the foolish things...” (Myjoyonline Feb 10, 2010; Ghanaweb Feb 11, 2010).

I. THE DOG’S SONG

All Sing Along

Don’t Bark with JJ

Wow wow wow JJ

Ah ah ah ah oh Mills

Every dog has its day

JJ has had his day

Wow wow wow JJ

Ah ah ah ah oh Mills

But JJ eye-red Mills’ day too

And so JJ unleashes his dogs

Wow wow wow JJ

Ah ah ah ah oh Mills

Refrain: Who breeds the dogs

JJ does

Dogs of chaos

Rabid dogs of exclusionism

Wow wow wow JJ

Ah ah ah ah oh Mills

All Sing Along

JJ’s dogs have political rabies

Social fleas

Wow wow wow JJ

Ah ah ah ah oh Mills

And JJ says Mills is infected

By JJ’s dogs of tyranny

Plaguing dogs of tyranny

II. TYRANNY OF THE DOG

JJ arrived, very poor, stole power

Barked, baited all the time

Like any dog born of dogs

In his case born of ONE dog

But “bastards” he called Mills’ dogs

JJ’s dogs that have besieged Mills

So JJ did some good things

But rampaged like a sick dog

Dregs of power are intoxicating

Hangover

JJ is hanging on a cliff

Even JJ’s avid admirers

Have wagged left hands at him

From afar

As he who is tumbling down

Cascading on insanity slope

JJ has had it all

What Ghanaians wish for

From yoke-gari rags to riches

Even designer tie-and-dyes

JJ has the Indemnity Clause

He never barks at it

JJ has had it all

Free food, housing, water

The masses don’t

Freedom to ride in bullet-proof 4 X 4

Paid for by his anonymous friends

Freedom to have 10, 000 toilets

Freedom to kill those with one toilet

Freedom to teach us what is right

Yes, JJ knows it all

He alone has been right all along

Freedom to preach virtues that never were

And our ears wear his cacophonic sores

III. WHICH DOG DARED JJ

JJ

We know that we dare(d) you not

In your heyday

Even now in your apparent nadir

We dare you not

Those who dared you suffered

Oh! Arkaah

Uncle Arkaah! Oh

Kyeremeh Djan

Abductions

Murdering judges

Curfews

Disappearances

Universities shut down

Makola women’s genitalia

Broken-bottle hair-cuts

Pulling down of homes

Seizure of properties

You were the terror

And terror haunts terrorists

So we dared you not

But another season is here

The gods are haunting you

You are besmearing yourself

With insanity potions

Yes, we dared you not

And the gods are with us

IV. JJ LEASH YOUR DOGS

JJ leave Mills alone

Mills needs his kernel of power

JJ leave Mills alone

JJ you said it all

You had 18 years = 20 years

Twenty years of power

Mills has had only one year

Discipline

Yours was our darkest hour

Your probity pilloried for power

We heard it all

Now give Mills his dog’s day

Mills already heard it all

You said Mills is snail-slow

Mills associates with thieves

Greedy, corrupt bastards

Mills works with team Z

But Mills’ dogs are your dogs

All are your cherished dogs

Dogs of kinship

Yes you “born the dogs”

Who are plaguing Mills

So retrieve those rabid dogs

Of incompetence

Of doggish pretentions

Of clannish wagging tails

Barking, baiting at Mills

V. MILLS YOU NEED FREEDOM

JJ

Barks at his SWEDRU child

Oh! Uncle Mills

Atta the “bastard” of “who born dogs”

The orphan of “who born dogs”

Atta Mills who danced, basked

As JJ barked at Liman, Kufour

JJ

The most intelligent barking dog

The only Ghanaian

JJ who has all the answers

But failed to provide answers

In a 20-year rampaging seasons

JJ “who born dogs” all rabid dogs

Can’t stop barking, baiting

Atta Mills

Mills unleash your neck

From JJ’s dog chain

Fight like a dog born in Swedru

Swedru dogs freely roam free

Atta Mills

Free yourself from the tyranny of dogs

From the bullying DOG that knows it all

From the plague of JJ’s dogs

Else history will not be kind to you

*Akadu N. 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 Ntiriwa