The Drunken Party

Welcome home. I’m on an errand today. My people said to leave them alone. My folks said to leave them out of your nonsense. Your grandparents also sent a message. Nana Yaa asked that you come get the phone you bought her if that’s what is stopping you from actually coming to visit. You know Agya Mintah doesn’t say much, today he too had something to say. In fact, I should have written everything down. There was enough for everybody. I am trying to put all of it down at the moment. You should have been there. You should have heard them yourselves. So, I went by your Auntie’s provision shop, hmm, or at least what is left of it. She claimed you didn’t even come by to greet when you last came to town. Apparently, you are ashamed of them. She sold her only kente and gave your mum the proceeds when you got accepted into school. Now that you are employed, you say they are lazy that is why they are poor. She says thank you. Master philosopher. She, who goes to the farm everyday tradition pe...

A wise man once said nothing. Really. Like, literally, nothing. People just assumed him to be wise. Grey beard, steady gaze, he had to be wise. He sat at his favourite spot all day and stayed polite; mouthed something in response to greetings, held his pipe between his heavily stache-hooded lips, he had to be an old wise man. Till he spoke. Till he put up that post on Facebook. Till he sent out that tweet. Then Animwaa went like, “aah, fine boy paa na wabon saa no". I should have defended you. I could have. I just didn’t want to. There’s no excuse for your ignorance, friend. You can’t keep shoving your smartphone in everyone’s face and then not use it when it really matters. They are words you don’t really have to misspell. Those are opinions a quick search on that phone would have disproved. We are in such crazy times that you can’t forget your education. Everything Mum taught you at home counts. Everything, friend. Never miss an opportunity to learn. Never fail to liste...

A new year just rolledin A new age keeps closing in I'm not ready For I do dread that day That bestows on me  Age's old clothes All's not dark For I'm kin To Age's best student Whom artists' canvasses could not hold For each wrinkle accentuated her smile And Age's gait she made renowned Each crease she wore with grace Grace was that maiden And that maiden, till the end

Could you love me I mean I ain't as sophisticated as you Can't provide you with that life Bright lights, cliches and compliments All I got is a sharp tongue Chide, then hug it out Cuss, then preach You say your ex never did  You say the best never do I don't want to be your favourite Just read my shit

All by yourself  Must be sad Such a huge world And no one to share it with Such broad roads And no one to walk them with Beauty all around you And no one to see it with They say the path the lonely treads Is long, hard and cold But are two ever alone My thoughts keep me company My thoughts are my roads

How's it a surprise  If it's always been around How's he a guest If he always dines here How can I be back If I never left Like the psychotic ex Who says we never broke up The blog I did abandon The craft needed a facelift But I'm home So welcome  Worried about another break?? Don't be silly  Yaw can bie gya on the regular All he needs is love Your Love