THE CASTANET

THE CASTANET

‘Ko-ko-ko…….’

Ko-ko-ko…….

Yie-yie-yie-yie……

Yie-yie-yie-yie……

Yieyieeeeeeeee……….!!!’

These were the terrifying sounds of thunder that painted the hills red in Legon

Up the hill we stood and charged

Down the hill our terrorizing yet scintillating sounds descended

From the depth of our bellies flowed rivers of inspirational melodies

From our lips erupted charged lava of charging tunes

Trumpeting and uplifting the morale of our inner men

With permission from Father Bacchus

We thronged our colonies downstream

Instilling fear and panic in their petrified bone marrows

Never put the blame on us

Just blame the castanet

Out on the streets we went haywire

Marching in red while our admirers panted for breath of excitement in awe

In G-strings and thongs

And in multi-coloured wigs and bare chests

We satisfied our musical libido from Volta Hall to Legon Hall Annex B

Ooooh what a feeling it was!

A feeling which sends chills down the spine whenever there is a flashback

A feeling Bill Gates, I.M.F, Sheik Mansour, Carlos Slim, Roman Abramovich,

Aliko Dongote and Alhaji Asuma Banda, all combined can never buy!

Oooooh my castanet!

What have thou done to me?

KO-KO-KO…..!

KO-KO-KO………!!

Wish I could carry on with my scripts

But it is unfortunate I have to rest my pen abruptly

My eardrums are receiving transmissions from a vibrating castanet from afar

And my brains just can’t concentrate on any thing else

Wish I had the will power resist it

Wish I had the strength to wax my ears

Wish I could simply ignore it

But when the castanet strikes

You have no option but to join the red army as they charge and sing………

‘EVERYWHERE WE GO OO….

EVERYWHERE WE GO OOO…

PEOPLE WANNA SEE US…

PEOPLE WANNA HEAR US…

THEY EVEN WANNA RAPE US….

SO WE TELL THEM…..

SO WE TELL THEM…..

WE ARE THE VANDALS…

WE ARE THE VANDALS…

THE FEARLESS VANDALS…

THE SHARPBRAIN VANDALS…

THE FIRST CLASS VANDALS…

THE Brrrrrrrrrr VANDALS….

ABOLOBOLOSHIBOBO EEII….

YIEYIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE………………………!!!!!!!!

SHINE YOUR EYEZ(GH POLITICS)

SHINE YOUR EYES

‘Vote for me and your life will never be the same’

‘Vote for me and my parliamentarian candidates

And we will transform the country’

‘A vote for me is a vote for development and transformation’

‘I will make sure I bridge the poverty gab

And cleanse the public sector from stinking corruption’

These are the routine political cacophony

And ear-piercing choruses that hijack our ear drums each election year

They are the same hollow promises whose housing have been changed

And repainted and later presented to us as new policies and manifestos

They have absolutely nothing new to offer any man

No African politician does any good thing out of sheer duty

Every single thing they give is meant to return in a million fold

Why then should we as a people

Allow our priceless selves to be used as disposable cups by these politicians?

 These same politicians who only use us to get what they want

And immediately make trash of us when they get to the top

Why should we run gaga for these rich and mostly property-hungry people

Who only feign humility and moral uprightness during election years?

Why should we abhor each other because we belong to different political parties

Whose leadership are sworn enemies of basic truth?

Why do we kill and maim each other for these politicians

Who provide us with facilities meant to make us heavily dependent on them

Other than amenities meant to liberate us?

Why die for these people who have no faith and see no value in our local academic and health institutions?

These same people who prefer educating their families

And seeking medical care abroad when they themselves are in the position

 To transform these local institutions to world class standards

They claim they want our votes to serve us

When indeed they want our legitimate permission to milk and lord over us

We must and ought to wake up from our zombie slumber

It’s about time we put on our thinking helmets and bring sanity to this nation

It’s about time we know our worth!

We’re worth more than political party shirts and paraphernalia

Our lives are worth more than these pathetic promises of a better future

These peoples need neither your suggestions nor recommendations

They care less about what happens to you after the elections

Whether you graduate from school or not, they care less about that

All they think of is how to use you to ascend the political ladder!

Grow up!

A sitting president gave his all to this nation

He continued to worked even when his health was failing him badly

He died while in active service for the nation and guess what?

He was forgotten within three months!

An ex-vice president also died after less than four years of leaving office

And he was forgotten within 2 weeks!

How much less you, a mere citizen?

What makes you think fighting for a politician is a fight with a glorious end?

You’ll die like a rat and be buried at a time when those politicians are busy

Committing adultery with campus girls who never voted for in the first place

Awake from your self-imposed torture fellow Ghanaians

Let’s quit fooling ourselves and fighting for these politicians

Like baboons on heat

And work more towards moulding a better future for our own selves

And for generations yet unborn

Let’s wake up Ghanaians

For our future rest in our own hands

Let’s wake up for the future is not in political party colours

The present and whatever emanates from the future is ours to make

Let’s shine our eyes!!