The Examination

Putting on my poker-face
Throwing in the challenge like poker chips
Approaching like an ace
And messing with no joker

Breathing hard and staring at the paper
Tension breathing down my neck
All hands on deck... Why did I even sit on this desk??

Anxiety is basically a gift
Then she came to sit
Holding the examination room temperature in a fist
Apparel meant to give a fit
Concentration and obsession swimming in one bottle
My brain hit the reset button as my fingers fumbled
More like the pen crumbled with two all-night studies gallivanting in my head like a jungle

With the beauty of a Greek goddess
Her backside was a beautiful mess
I guess the opening behind her waist is no chess
Carved to send my head to recess as I hear the unattractive voice echo...
"30 minutes more!!"
Just then, my heart skipped like my back had received a splash of water-pour!!

Time flew without warning but last semester's E8 grade is still staring
My fortunes exchanged for a fashion show!!
My heart sank... My father's stern rebuke ringing in my head with surround sound!
Another year and failure-bound
The walk from the exam hall was a trip to the underground
Waiting another year to write this paper again...
Looking to the sky I pray with a broken heart, my hands stuck to my ear,
Lord... please bring a fairer lady next year!

Life Is Overrated

Life is overrated,
Like an English footballer it is overhyped...
Because children are forced to believe in big and happy endings...
Sometimes you think you'll live in space when you grow
Everything seems black and white until public hairs make them grey
We live in this bubble until it explodes at the edge of the fountain that whisks you away
Life is definitely overrated

Every young adult is obliged to drive a car...
But isn't it just another invention??
An invention to stop you from walking and allow underrated hypertension
For isn't it senseless to be in a single room and drive a Mercedes??
Isn't it plain uncomfortable wearing a suit under the blaring sun just so you'll be revered as the modern Archimedes...??
Spotting sunglasses in the night when even blind people are disgusted by that...
Even more ridiculous, good living is characterized by being fat...
Life is overrated indeed

Otherwise a lady wouldn't put plastics on her eyes just to look like a cat
Wearing 12-inch heels when all you think off is taking them off
Make-up that reminds me of the popular movie "The Mask"
Mini skirts that are so mini that you can't bend down nor sit straight which slavemaster gave you that task???
Life is so overrated...

If not, you would use your hands to eat at that wedding reception and not disturb world peace with your imperfect fork and knife skills...
Life would be about the simple things like smiling and laughing to extend life
Making that lady your wife even if she's from a different ethnic group
And live like a fruit in the bloom..
Ripe and not concerned with borrowed standards...
Smell the air and sing a blissful song wherever you get the chance cuz life is simply overrated!!

Poetry : Political Worms

This voice would echo in the streets, doper than Dre Beats

The vibration of truth kept secret, louder than Bill's gates

A story of the heartless and the highly mindless

Their transgressions are countless and they are mildly fearless

But believe me, they are the most feared

Foolishly revered by brains that are impaired

The shepherd who steals his own sheep and cries wolf

Their basic conscience gone aloof  

Clothed as the league of Messiahs building evil empires

No wonder they call you "Politricians"

You are nothing but fake magicians

Conjuring tricks that make no sense

Feeding on the poor, licking your lips and smelling the incense

You begged  for my vote, now you act like a goat

Swimming in filth like a maggot

I suggest to you that you finance drug dealers

I put to you that you spend our money on "hookers"

I guess good speakers make good liars

Forget about unemployment and call us illiterates

Ignore poor health care and label us paupers

Mess with electricity  and buy a new car for young Felicity

This is an evil formality… The alpha of course - My stupidity

But trust me these chapters will unfold

The judgment of a nation is tenfold

Let the universe behold… A worm daring to be bold!

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Poetry : Ungrateful People

These thoughts are a limited edition so pay attention

You wake up to the chirping birds like it's our own invention

Walking with half sleepy eyes straight to the kitchen

Biting into grilled chicken and watching the ceiling

Kissing your teeth and lying in the heat on the beach

Growing fat like a leech and wearing Gucci

Sexing for the name of it and living like dogs

Having no appreciation for the rainbow

But I bet a tsunami will make you bow

Ignoring the stars when they show

Whiles kids rot in caves since the rebels open fire in the streets

Dropping the sachet in the gutter because the street sweeper still sweeps

Sleeping on the job in the name of public service

Having the guts to chastise the instruments of justice

When we have "illegal" as our middle names

Exploiting the meek for our selfish gains

 Getting high on weed and cocaine

As though  every roll drops development into your brain

It takes defeat to appreciate success

So if you are not ready to learn this lesson take a recess

Let Sudan be the lecturer and Rwanda will be the T.A

Liberia can be the Head of Department as we prepare for this damned enrollment

Sierra Leone will lead the group discussion

Before we are hit with this concussion

Every action causes a ripple so lets be careful…

Before we are tagged as an *Ungrateful* people… It's that simple.

African Woman

She brings to mind the story of creation,

An epitome of God's existence refuting evolution,

So you tell me this beauty was an ape…

With all those heart-soothing curves and shape…

Then I would believe in a superhero wearing a cape…

Her uniqueness will take you to church…

The landscape on her behind is enough for a bird to perch

The African woman's appearance commands respect

The way she walks takes the whites seven years to perfect

The compartments of her body makes the eyes move like a scared Shaggy

Her humility will make your chest pump out like Johnny Bravo

With a glowing dark skin as sweet as a foreign avocado

Stirring up your libido like a daily porno…

I appreciate the sweetness of your sexuality like chilled Kalyppo 

Appreciate your colour  before you look like Michael Jackson

Don’t lose your true nature like a sold out Freemason

You are a problem… A sweet problem

We try solving this puzzle every night

No wonder  family planning is a problem

You are the reason tsunami avoids Africa

The thick lips that satisfies more than sharwarma

She is a greater addition than Madagascar

With an African woman there is always a place to touch

Her inside is sweeter than the presidential brunch

Drawn like the Ghanaian map, more than lovely to watch.

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Poetry : The Unfair World

I wrote this poem when I was in Secondary School (Opoku Ware School) for a reason I can't really remember but I think its a good time to hear it.

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Life is unfair 

The world is unjust

Our dreams crumpled in the dust

Our faces sought with disgust
What can we do but fast??
Is it an element of nature??
That suffering and pain be our friend??
In the narrow gutters to end
I have a desire to grow
Even when the storm blows
How can our future glow??
When the mercies and forgiveness rarely flow??
No love to be shown
No shoulder to lean on
In the world of unfriendly faces
The strong are mightier
The weak are weaker
No supporting arm to hold
No warm hand to touch
In the realistic world of no smiles
Where injustice blows his horn in the streets
A warm embrace now a cold deceit
The horror of the dawn
Our fate is thus drawn
Our miseries born.


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The Ex

Down to the grave; back to the earth,

Her presence I do crave; back to another birth,

I can see the coffin being hung low,

A truly inevitable blow with the shade of a dark glow,

Like echoes of gloom and darkness that has come to bloom

Like dropping a diamond in the sea; No jolly for your pocket to see

A loss that forces a smile; a relief unexpected

For this funeral is a celebration of triumph, 

The undertaker gives me joy immeasurable,

My tribute is simple; Rest In Pieces

My heart beats like a sweet jingle; Best forgotten like a bad disease

May I piss on the coffin please??

Call that Freedom and Justice,

Embrace the evil smile creeping over my face,

The death of a blaspheming whore,

She is work! Yes, just like an annoying chore!

Every smile is like going to war,

Bitter-Sweet Bitter-Sweet; she is dead to me!

She was a nightmare, a nightmare: Hell's epitome!

She served me roaches on Movenpick's plate,

I know you can't relate,

But hear this, she breathes yet still like a dead zombie…

Like a werewolf she comes alive every full moon but this is no movie…

She is a bad hangover from a bad night that started really great,

I cover the coffin with dirt enjoying my own sweat,

I'm at this funeral alone because you died to me alone,

And after this 21-gun-salute, Just know for sure...

I'll walk away like a bad comedy show.

-Yesssirr-

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