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Death, our checkmate

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By Yaw Frimpong From the forbidden fruit Came man’s perpetual suffering. From the Eden we lost To the disobedience of our mother, Eve And from the foolishness Of our father, Adam That Death has come to checkmate us And outplay us in the Chess of life From which we cannot respite. We are born with a boomerang body Which becomes our Waterloo And More...

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On Saturday, March 15th, 2014
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The Fear That I Can’t Hatch

THE FEAR THAT I CAN’T HATCH I do less care about people and their sentiments Wait, keep your thoughts slow No, draw thy rod of judgement slowly Don’t misinterpret my reason for this assertion Honestly, More...

On Saturday, March 15th, 2014
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The Sinking Shades Of The ‘Asaase Yaa’

THE SINKING SHADES OF THE ‘ASAASE YAA’ Oh, Asaase Yaa Thee Great mother ‘earth’ Your beauty surpasses all beauty You’re the only one Who seeks to the visualisation of the undenying More...

On Saturday, March 15th, 2014
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Omens Of Injustice

OMENS OF INJUSTICE We have come to the turning point Not to return to the sinking point We have wept bitterly over this canker called injustice And moaned gruesomely over inequality We the people of this land seek More...

On Thursday, March 13th, 2014
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Ode to a heavy downpour in Lusaka

Ode to a heavy downpour in Lusaka By Kwesi Atta Sakyi                                                 Ode to a heavy downpour That fateful and frightful day in early More...

On Saturday, March 8th, 2014
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When I think of a woman

I wrote this piece for the celebration of women across the globe including my own mother as my prize for the 2013 International Women’s Day. This year I have republished it for this same purpose. It is titled More...

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On Sunday, March 2nd, 2014
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Lost In Myself By Nana Arhin Tsiwah

I am stuck! I can’t wake myself From this lifeless dream. My head is on heat Deep within my heart Lieth heaped coals of fire. I am burning Deep within my marrows I’ve being myself. For three days I am More...

Black preacher
On Sunday, March 2nd, 2014
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The Black Preacher By Nana Arhin Tsiwah

Black preacher Standing behind the pulpit Skewing elements of a puppet Dressed in black robes. Preaching to the masses Looting them to a mess He prays like an Angel Yet he is not ordained. He claims he is our black More...

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On Sunday, March 2nd, 2014
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When A Sitting President Dies

By: Nana Arhin Tsiwah When a sitting president dies A nation is thrown into solemness. When a nation is of the death of a sitting president Then the land of the ancestors has calleth. When a sitting president dies Then More...

the thief of the night
On Friday, February 28th, 2014
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THE THIEF OF THE NIGHT

By Yaw Frimpong There was this house located near the grave In which one day the spirits decided to out-pour And in this house lived a lonely man Who the malevolent spirits played this game on I remember it was More...



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