Wild Guesses

I might be wrong or so I hope but either way I hope and know I'm just guessing

We say some people are responsible for the wrongs so we can all be right

Well until you are caught no one is a criminal

So we blame the top and vice versa

And we go back and forth with nothing better

We live in filth like pigs and blame the Lions for not cleaning after us

Here comes the floods, fires and disaster well you can bet we blame the very institutions we are paid to manage

So we get burnt in the middle of a heavy rainfall

We feel so sick yet we look to the sicker doctors for help

The very ones who murdered unborn babies in the name of abortion or whatever justifies them like profession

We say systems barely work forgetting we used an envelope to by-pass the systems

So our youth fear the future because even their present is barely sure

We say terrorist are the beasts here to tear our lives apart

Forgetting just yesterday they were the voices we never lent our ears when they were falling apart

Even the very guns we fear are the ones we carry

They only became weapons when we decided to use them to settle every problem

Truth is the gun never killed anyone

Whoever did is the person you see in your mirror

Kandlelight Rhymez

Pampanaa

High Pitched

Up on the elevated side of the church facing the auditorium,

Where the voices reached the heavens in harmony

And my dry pitched "forzeto" joined in both ruining and complimenting at will.

Up on that barely concrete stage,

Sang a voice so blameless,

I bet the heavens were quick to meet this one that.

I had to hold my jaw to be sure it wasn't open like the others

Interestingly even our seats had lost comfort that standing in my undersized shoes felt ideal

The strings and keys were right but the pitch I heard subdued all notes to my hearing

It was hers and I knew it, darkly velvet with the new fit.

Forgive my description but anything very musical could best fit.

Her voiced soared till my heart sored and I hummed along like a broken chord.

Don't think after here I'll go write a poem

After-all what will I call it when it going to be all about her voice.

Kandlelight Rhymez

Pampanaa

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Before this piece about my homeland Ghana

I will like a glass of the finest Asana.

When that is done be sure to join me do the Agbadza and Adowa

Breath deep the freedom and exhale the over forty nine tongues

From the all ten regional lungs

All in one land, my homeland, the pride land. 

The land Osagyefo defended with bare hands

Erected on the blood of the fathers

The warriors who thought beyond belly matters

The matyrs

The home of glory

The home to all yet open to more 

Because our diversity is our core.

So when looking for the one word to sum it all up to full,

Just take that deep breath and let it out slowly,

'' Beautiful"

I hope Odomankoma hears our prayer.

Saves our kind from the slayer

Revives the warrior bloods of Nkrumah

And above all makes us greater and stronger

So help me God.

Kandlelight Rhymez

Pampanaa

Nkrumah lives on