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In the Mind of the Delegate I Never Was

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The NPP presidential race, to me, feels less like a contest of popularity and more like a mirror of our political psychology: what we admire, what we fear, and what we repeatedly mistake for leadership. Aspirant 1 walks into the room like what we have been conditioned to call the perfect gentleman. Polished. Respectful. Experienced. The kind of man you would proudly introduce to your parents and your pastors. He carries himself with a softness that makes people feel safe. And yet, I worry about softness when the storms of leadership come. Charisma without firmness can be dangerous. Gentleness without authority can be costly. My fear is not that he lacks intelligence, but that he may lack the hardness required to resist manipulation. A leader who cannot say “no” strongly enough risks becoming a vessel; not a visionary, but a product of the ambitions of those around him. Aspirant 2 is cut from the opposite cloth. He does not bend easily. His presence alone feels like a warning. You...
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The Outsiders

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They linger where the lantern light dies, Invisible shadows wearing borrowed skins, Eyes like mirrors cracked by silence and existence, Breathing the dust of nightmares dared and told. Their voices are rivers with no mouth, With songs unpinned, unhinged from the throat of time, Stanzas and lines erased before they even rhyme. They are not storms, yet thunder follows, not ghosts, yet doors refuse to close. They leave no footprints, only questions. They lay bare riddles that the earth half-knows. We speak of them as absence clothed, as if the night itself could steal a stare, but even absence has a border, has a presence.  But them, they walk beyond, unthreaded, bare. They come on the hush of broken drumbeats  that no dancer dares to follow,wearing the decay of forgotten despair with faces veiled in ancestral rites. Between the fire and the silence, between the living and the dead, they are the gods who lost their story. They walk where Legba bars the gate, yet carry no offering...
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The Political Animal

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 The Prompt: I came across a rather unconventional comment under one of the many political posts and i have been both amused and intrigued. The Comment(paraphrased): We are thinking humans—So, In the spirit of common sense, let us not act like the animals on our political flags.  The Discussion: Let's take the two biggest and popular political parties in Ghana (biggest and popular as defined by the voting strength in the 2024 elections). The NPP has the Elephant as their emblem/totem/symbol while the NDC has the Eagle and Umbrella. Since we are looking at animals, let's stay with the Elephant and the Eagle. The Views: My amusement stemmed from the fact that the individual might have written the comment from the "classes of animals" perspective(by Carolus (Carl) Linnaeus). Where his comment was to urge humans not lower their ranks to that of the other classes of animals as they shared their political debates. The intriguing part is carved where it is realised these an...
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The Black Tree

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  iStock The chimming of the old rusty clock Signalled it was time to begin The compulsory but unpleasant race We walked and searched  through the streets of Prampram  Each way,each street and each turn  Brought about magical views and speculations That was sparked with clarity and contempt We only wanted equality and freedom; Freedom that represented nothin  but a chance to be better We were not to blamed based on something  We had no control over The smells of harmattan surrounded us As we rested on a fallen tree The truth was dawned; When the white clouds appeared They destroyed the bodies and souls of us And in the process;destroyed themselves Our purpose was to bridge that gap Sunlight rimmed the magnificent Chapel Reflecting a better tomorrow With a focus on our imagination One thing we knew was that, Nature did nothing Uselessly.
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My Magic

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 We made choices And the choices made us We merged and became one Time drifted Yet stood still It paused in juvenile leaps   And then magic happened  You became mine And I ...yours
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Gapoha!!!

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 There are two drunkards walking on the street behind my window.  They're teasing eachother about who is drunker.  One suggested they say "Gapoha" to test the level of drunkenness.  One did...the other in saying it choked on the "Ga....." and the debate was settled. 
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HOME

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 When you find your way home In gladness will I receive your return  For you have been gone for long My mind may forget you But my body knows you by name By smell, by touch When you find your way home  Wholeheartedly will our embraces be Like a lost friend, like a lost love Surrendering to you as it should As it has always wanted No rush No hurry  Gentle strokes On that blank canvas  Hold the brush Dip in wet paint Top to down Left to right Let me be your endless art piece! Etsy.com
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