A CALL TO ORDER!

I choose to write what they will ignore.
What they will not write in their stack of sheets-
Those reports of how they manipulated the sphere.

And influenced the courts of justice.

Yes, I know, 
they'll pick with me a fight
For I shed light on our plights. 
Our rights to enjoy the taxes we work so hard to pay. 
Not to pay bribe again before we get our monthly pay.

Now, be alert and tell them not to pervert. 
We've seen all the fake certs they use- We are Africans, not jerrycans  
Or T-rolls to be used and dumped.

Our schools shelf our knowledge in papers they call thesis. 
Our labour sits as white elephant waiting rot, when it could bring redemption to our homes.
These notes only sell ¹abele na nketie 
Therefore, In sobriety I ask of our nation-
Of our leaders to take second thoughts-

To think or we sink.

¹abele na nketie: roasted maize and groundnut sold in Ghana and served in brown papers or used newspapers.


First published at http://poetryfoundationghana.org/index.php/theme/social-poems/item/66-a-call-to-order

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