We are one
One blood. One mind. One flag.
One destiny. One tale. One tag.
1957 independence
2007 oil discovery
No coincidence
Osagyefo and other great leaders
Umbilical cords tied to this land
of their birth
No matter how messy the mess is
today
This family is not for sale
Black yesterday called white
today
Corruption every day having a
field day
Some have rights as gays
Because they can and will pay
And the poor can’t even have
their say
Rich men envy the poor men
And poor man envy the rich’s den
Fat-salaried ministers
Emaciated government workers
Servants being the masters of
torturers
Yet…
This family is not for sale
It’s only in our poverty, we see
our riches
Diamond, cocoa and oil
Lived on by a few
Regardless of our collective toil
Of all the riches hidden in our
soil
Our electricity they give to us
in tots
Our desires have only become
thoughts
And water has become as scarce as
life
And bad roads as rife as
political promises
This family could be sold so we
could have our share, we wish
Maybe they could sell us, too
21st century slave
pool
So… tell them
This family is not for sale!
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