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theoneghanaboy · 1 year ago
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The Next Time I See You
Hello, hello, hello. It sure has been a while. Well, I am hoping to be more consistent now. This is for you. I look forward to your comments, and don't forget to share.
The next time I see you,I’ll be standing on the glass patioA wine in my hand and headMy sunglasses will be clear as dayAnd the sun will be up at 12. The next time I see you,I won’t cover my eyes with a veilNor rush to the washroom like a hobo.I won’t hope the ground will open upNor wish I wore my Christmas dress. The next time I see you,I will strut towards you with my shoulders high,make my…
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theoneghanaboy · 2 years ago
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This Christmas
Hi it is that time of the year againWhen we must be jolly and merry, When we must be happy and sayChrist is born again. It’s that time of year againWhen we must prepare our sweet jollofAnd wash it down with champagneAnd end it with chocolate laced cake. It’s that time of the year again, dear friendsWhen we must remember the day of oldWhen someone came down to dieFor you and me, and us all. But…
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theoneghanaboy · 2 years ago
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Conversation with an old friend.
Your scent came before your face You came again from that empty space You came and lame I became The albatross around my neck. I don’t need your silly games. I don’t know why you complain, You called me here and at once I came. I could smell the scent of your pain. Although I […]Conversation with an old friend.
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theoneghanaboy · 2 years ago
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Myths and Facts about Mental Health
A topic we don’t discuss often; a topic we shy away from; a topic we have less idea about due to ignorance; a topic we must embrace more. Most people believe we are made up of the spirit, soul and body. Our spirit is appeased with our religion and affiliation to the supreme being. With our body, food, rest, hospital checkups and others come to play. We however often ignore our soul which some…
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theoneghanaboy · 2 years ago
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I saw him lol
It was a Saturday morning –The sun was looking at me with fury,My stomach was playing drums and dancing,My legs were on the way to Amaria,My brain was dreaming of Waakye and shitoThen I saw him. Time stood with arms akimbo.The sun, my stomach, my legs and my brain took a seat and watched.He was standing at the bus topBeside a heap of garbage like himself.He was wearing white, the ironyHis…
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theoneghanaboy · 2 years ago
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Atɛntɛbɛn
We have gathered here today, brethrenWe have been called by the oracle to answer the questionsQuestions that our forefathers left for usQuestions that our generation is beckoningTo answer right. We have been asked to answer why we areWhy we doWhy we canWhy we don’tWhy we are and can do what we don’t. We have been summoned to answer why we left the shed –Why we took a scionWhy we took on the…
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theoneghanaboy · 2 years ago
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Found but Lost
I miss your laugh,I miss how it made me feel,I miss your smile,I miss how it set me free,Days passing without you,Makes the “our” in mourn,Reflect in my lonely hours, I sit here and wait,Hoping you will come again.Hoping you will come and knock meLike you did when we were at Osu.Days passing without youMakes me mourn like a fool. How did we get hereThought we were better than thisYou brought me…
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theoneghanaboy · 2 years ago
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Review of Rene Gutteridge's Misery Loves Company
Review of Rene Gutteridge’s Misery Loves Company
“Don’t tell me it’s terrifying. Terrify me”Misery Loves Company Misery Loves Company by Rene Gutteridge is a 340 page suspense that catches your heart and mind at the first chapter. This fiction is centered on Juliet ‘Jules’ Belleno who has gone down with grief after her husband’s death while on duty as a police officer. Other than the review Jules wrote on her blog, she rarely had any contact…
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theoneghanaboy · 2 years ago
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Menstrual Hygiene Day at Bidieso M/A JHS
Yesterday, we the teachers of Bidieso M/A JHS organised a programme to educate the students about Menstrual health and adolescent reproductive health in honour of #MenstrualHygieneDay2022. We spoke to the students about the need and how to wear pads, the need to know one’s menstrual cycle and the need to have more talks about menstruation to cut down on the stigma associated with menstruation…
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theoneghanaboy · 3 years ago
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The time has come
The bell tolled with a ringThe drums rolled with a beatThe rain stormed with a beat, tooThe thunder raised a beat, tooFor the time we were waiting for is here. The people came in numbersKente here, batakari thereTye and dye, Miba wɔ aburokyire too.The grass wore its best tooFor the day we were waiting for is here. Come let’s seeCome let’s hold hands and compete the seesawCome let’s hold our…
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theoneghanaboy · 3 years ago
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I was Switzerland
The other day when he looked at you longinglyAnd said how soft your buttocks looksAnd told you to touch a snake he holds in his pants,I was Switzerland. The other day when she licked her lips when she saw youAnd touched your arms and your chestAnd told you how good you will be in bed,I was Switzerland. The other day when they run into the queueAnd said we should wait for the minister to buy the…
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theoneghanaboy · 3 years ago
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Colours of our life
Do you remember the time we met?You were donned in red fire – Red that showed the danger you are. I saw it and I was drawn. I hugged you, fire and all. As I held your hand at the restaurant, You bought an orange. You sucked it dry, roughage and all. I watched you chew everythingLike you chew me everyday. The following day was a Tuesday.The day you gave me the yellow kerchief.You told me to wear…
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theoneghanaboy · 3 years ago
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Scribblings at Night
I sit here with the starsLooking as the silence comesI sit and stare at everythingAnd wonder why it came at all I sit and stare alone at nightWhen the stars shine brightAnd the moon shines away the nightI sit and feel the breezeThe breeze of old I’ve come to hold. What if it goes and no more comes?Will the stars and moon be like old?Will they come and smile at me again?Or look on me with…
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theoneghanaboy · 3 years ago
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Indeed, Nearly all the Men in Lagos are Mad!
I just finished reading ‘Nearly all the Men in Lagos are Mad’ by Damilare Kuku. I love how the author mixed comedy in the stories and still got the message across. The message that men, not just in lagos, but also here in Ghana – perhaps all over the world – are mad. This book reveals the pain and stress that most women are going through in the relationship sector: the sacrifices, the silent…
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theoneghanaboy · 3 years ago
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Greetings from Bidieso M/A JHS, Obuasi
Mathematics is a subject that some people abhor and find difficult. As a Lead for Ghana fellow, I have decided to thwart this stereotype by making mathematics easy and interesting for my JHS 1 students in Bidieso M/A JHS, Obuasi. Mathematics being a subject that we all use in our everyday lives, I try to inculcate real life scenarios to my lessons and to find examples and activities that my…
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theoneghanaboy · 3 years ago
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Letter from the rooftop
I was on my way to MempeasemWhen I saw the letter you sent.I asked the driver to stopOr my heart will stop. I am here on a rooftopScribbling these words to you as I say‘Yes, we should!’Yes, we should say it all. I am saying it on this rooftopThe birds will take it to the four cornersThe turkeys will tattoo it on their wingsThe giraffe will be crowned with this message of love. Love seeded on…
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theoneghanaboy · 3 years ago
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Letter to my lover
Should we wait for a whileBefore we tell the world of our loveLove seeded on the soil of sikakokooBy odumankoma himselfWli watered it herselfWe pruned it ourselves. We watched it grow, you and meThis thing we got to know is loveA knot hereAn iron thereA hem hereA tack there We are here today againThe ghost of dilemma we seeShould we wait a whileBefore we tell the world of our loveThe love we…
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