VOICE OF REASON:
Time Will Tell
I‘ve been up for four days
Because the news from home makes me daze
Right now all I want is to get my views in print and on the airwaves
To get ahead of the political waves
Because we live in a country full of wolves
With the Politicians milking the system and making waves
Everyone’s looking for ways to make cedis out of fools
Without any life skills or entrepreneurial tools
Politics used to be a dream for our leaders to leave legacies
But it has become a business and an avenue to riches
And a game to win very profitable government’s contracts
In a country where possibility or potential abounds
How come worldly toys top our wish lists
The few cedis we’ve stashed in the banks and the mansions we own choke our brains
Vanity and fantasies can only give us false hopes
When the disaster comes we’ll be in empty holes
Wondering what to count on when the old age hits the fan
With nothing to write home about to our fans
With the oil money no one can accurately predict Ghana’s future
So I won’t bank my scarce hope on its future
The sad thing is our youth have no time to read and fortified mental faculty
They Google their way around issues to prove their agility
Yet they hardly know no one cares about their frailty
You’re part of the solution
If you pay any attention
You’re part of the problem if you rob the nation
How do you feel when you sleep at night?
Knowing you should have done right?
Hope you have something important to count on
When everything is long gone
It makes me wonder when things will be all over
For no one has anything better to offer
Every Ghanaian wants something
For nothing
It’s a shame in the ocean of ideas our leaders are visionless
But they find it easy to panhandle for money with guiltless
Our politicians are just looking forward to enjoying their loots at their expensive homes
With their families and homies
When the majority us are humming
Remember some have-nots are very hungry
And they have become very angry
Trying to take revenge
Because they know nobody will escape their vengeance
Our youth have no education or skills but no one cares
What you don’t feel or see matters less
What they eat, wear, drink or smoke is news less
We have no obligation if we don’t live in the same shell
Especially if we have no responsibility and inclination to share
We’ve put a lot of hopes in the oil discovery
To deliver us from all misery
But in a country with so many expectations
And so little positive thinking and creations
There is no room for negotiations
None of us can sleep when the armed robbers strike
Because their skills put many lives at stake
The policy makers and stakeholders should be awake
To help the security officers to strike
Time will be the judge in the future’s courtship
Where everyone accounts for his stewardship
Time will tell when the true pictures are developed
To justify how much we were involved.
Time heals every wound
It can also wound every heel.
Kwaku Adu-Gyamfi (VOICE OF REASON)
NJ, USA
