you left me behind closed doors
neglecting the voice of pain that crawled through the walls
you kept my hands tied to my legs
freedom was not an option, my option was to dry my eyes after every cry
dreaming of swaying my hands in the sky marching in the freedom of independence again
I was beaten mentally, they tried to erase the ego of who i am, what my name is…
they tried to take away my Africanity…
the four corners of a dark, creepy, scary room was i caved in, my heart feared and fear was an enemy of the black man
bravery, is our hallmark but yet they ignored the ego of who we are…
who was there that cared, who was there that cared for the freedom of the black men caved in the four-cornered dark creepy scary room, who was there that had affection for my freedom
Osaagyifo Dr. Kwame Nkrumah stood for my right, my freedom, my independence, my ego… he stood for my birth-right, my Africanity
In 1957, I was set free before i was born,i gained independence as a seed in my father loins
Today Ghana, my home of birth, my motherland, my birth right is 58 years and i stand proud with my head held up high with the voice of my fellow Ghanian’s to quote the words of our father, Osaagyifo Dr. Kwame Nkrumah saying ‘Ghana, my beloved country is free forever….!
I am free forever
I have a name, my name is AMA GHANA
I have an ego
I have a voice
independence, my right as an African…..
© officialmandy, 2015
You lived through this? I am going to reblog this on a second blog http://watchand whirl.com. There is a man here on wordpress I write to often and he is also from Ghana. He will be able to pick this up there if you don’t know him already.
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No I wasnt born during those period. I am stil in my early twenties… n thank u fe reposting…
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But you know the history well enough that it seems as if you were there. Your words are very strong.
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Thank you… I enjoyed reading yours as well… I am going to spend this night feeding on your every post.
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Once again, thank you
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Reblogged this on Watch and Whirl and commented:
This is very powerful. The intensity of the writing in all of the posts will show you that this is not just random words put together because they sound good. Go to her blog. https://readtati.wordpress.com
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Thank u so much jamie…. I really appreciate
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I am actually Sonni. Jamie is the man I write about who is currently at Huntsville prison, sitting in solitary confinement for the 3rd time in 9 years. That is why I write. He is the father of one of my grandsons.
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Awh so sorry about that… Gods grace embrace him tight as hes there…
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sometimes it is so hard to keep up with comments. I thought I was caught up and then found a few i hadn’t answered. I didn’t want you to think i was ignoring you. I very much appreciate your concern for him. I am sending him some of the replies I’ve gotten so he can answer them personally
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I understand, thank you too
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wow. Mandi this is so good. Ghana said she is proud of u. u told her story so well. good job n keep it up!!!
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Thanks vicki baby…. kisses
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As I read this, I was filled with so much pride, our heritage, our history, so rich, but is it enough, what stories will we tell our children’s children, time to be Ghanaian, great words Tatty
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Thank you so much Owula…. we sure have to tell the story over again for the sake for the generations to come… smiles
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