Tuesday, May 10, 2011

to each his own...love thy neighbor?


WHO IS TO BLAME?


We all want to go foreign so who will be left to tell our story?
The same old people? We just don’t learn…
We have the diamonds, gold, silver but the queen wears the jewels
Binghi won’t take u to Zion…
Kpanlogo, agbadza, etc  Zion is our home
We sit on our own prosperity yet (seek/ ask) for a little pittance
So who is to blame when  we cry foul? as we hustle our culture for a few dollars


Burgers, fried rice, pizza,and all that…we all want to go foreign…
Been to! Seen it! Lived it! so who will be left to tell our story?
There is nothing better than our banku and fresh grilled tilapia
Fufu, groundnut soup, red red, kontomire, agushi, koko, kose , komi, shito
Waakye, koose, okro, gari, jollof, tuo zaafi, kelewele, kokonte, oblayoo, omo tuo, aboloo
Garifoto, kpotoikpotoi, oto, eba, abele ke akoshi, yele naa shi, amadang na sha,

If Jesus came back down as promised and Lord have mercy he meets Ghanaians
We will ask him to perform his miracles again
But we will give him neither h2o, loaves nor fish…we will ask him to bring his own
We demand because we feel we are owed something
Give a man fish and he becomes dependent but teach him to fish and he becomes independent
Guess which a Ghanaman chooses?

So who is to blame when we cry foul? as we hustle our culture for a few dollars