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Omama Kidash Eulogises Nkrumah On AU Day, And Reechoes The Wedding Of African States Through Wording



African Poet, Omama Kidash, eulogises Ghana’s first president, Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, and replays the gramophone record of Nkrumah’s bigger vision of seeing Africans unite. Through poetry, Omama Kidash refreshes the reminder icon on the screen of the long awaited living dream of African Unity which has had great torch bearers like Marcus Garvey, Bob Marley, Muammar al-Gaddafi, and so many other giants.

A former teacher of Boso Senior High Technical School, Omama Kidash currently teaches Literature-in-English at the Pentecost Senior High School – Koforidua. He is a graduate of the University of Ghana, Legon, a member of the Ghana Association of Writers (GAW), and a GAW Literary Award winner.

The Past Future

From the fallible human well,
The bucket draws to quench,
And greatness speaks thus:
I am not African
Because I was born in Africa
But because Africa
Was born in me.

The Macbeth witches overseas oversee
Nkrumah in the seas overseas
Carrying a continent to a Canaan
He sees the witches overseas
And calls their names on Afadjato
Juju boiling in a voodoo pot overseas
The witches decree, Macbeth is pushed,
And tears wet the black soil
But functional laughter dances ballet
Beyond the seas overseas
Where jungle drums cannot reach

Nkrumah was buried once
Nkrumah was buried twice
Nkrumah was buried thrice
Yet, Nkrumah walks on global lips
And retires on memory tongues
He hoisted the golden flag
Of selfless service
And now they shine his back
On the shoulders of Mother Earth
His visionary tongue called for unity
While he pulled the chariots
Of the next century into the present
For developmental acceleration

He wasn’t a chit-chat over cold beer
In a lazy chair;
He wore the cloth of army ants
To plant and water for results
He was a man of words and works
Who carried the load of his continent
On his head and never looked back
The independence of Ghana is meaningless
Unless …
Will the great vision ever die?
Nkrumah never dies:
Addis Ababa.

Charcoal Dancer

I dance in the powdered charcoal
To bleach myself blacker
I dance in a trance to sip tree back
From the hands of the wise fathers:
Our fathers who were so clean
And kept excrement away from the home.

I am loamy and fertile:
We are the richest of all
The irony does not change the truth
I am dancing to bleach myself blacker
From my feet up
To wash my pale brain black
I dance the dance of our wise fathers
To make me whole again.

I dance to unleash my talent
To be remembered as the black one
My strength is not for the brainwash show
It is for the brain-act-growth.

I was charcoal on the cord of a coal
My mother is strong and courageous
She is an intellect pot and a builder
My mother is Zazzau’s Amina;
Daughter of Bakwa Turunku
I am the son of the Queen of Sheba
My mother is Amanishakheto of Nubia
She is Amanitore
Queen Nzinga of Angola bore me
I am the brave son of Tiye
My mother is Yaa Asantewaa the Powerful
I am the son of Akua Asamoah the Abondi:
The soldier girl from the royal home of Apirede

If you see me dancing under the moonlight
Do not be amazed by the billion black stars
Who hold hands to fortify me
I am my own future gathering to ascend
The words of the old seers are flowers
Smiling to fruit for the big feast of oneness
I dance blackness
I dance greatness
I dance humanity
I dance love

I was born an Egyptian
I was born a South African
I was born an Ethiopian
I was born a Ghanaian
I was born an African
I was born an African first, and everything
Else followed.

Black Power

I am an African
And I feel too proud to be
I am an African
And I feel too proud to remain so
I am an African
I come from the rich black soil:
The soil that formed mighty black men of old
The soil that made great women of distinction
Wash the feet of our continent with
Selfless love and sacrifice.
I am a proud African
I will never sell my identity to take another’s
I am beautiful, bold and black.
This is the land of my birth
And it shall certainly be the land of my
Ancestral breath
I am an African
And I am too proud to become anything else
Behold, the gathering of the Eagles is at hand

Gold Coast

I live in Gold Coast
Where we played oware with diamonds
And the children washed their hands in Akwatia,
Waving Aku Sika’s style on their way home.

When the first ship arrived,
My bente was stripped off
And I became Ota Benga
Taking selfies of the past time.

Now I am Kunta outside the net,
Walking free on a sandy shore.
My king is my kind
But Oliver still turns me in my sleep

Strangers are colouring our waters beyond treatment
Our cowries keep flying into white safes
Yet, we stand on the burning sun and say nothing
There is a mystery upon the silhouette

But this is a new dawn
It is time to ride our horses
Let’s shelf the clay beads and go for gold
As we create and build with love.

Facebook: Omama Kidash
Twitter: @OmamaKidash

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Thiago Alcantara Test Positive For Coronavirus



New Liverpool midfielder Thiago Alcantara who recently joined the club has test positive for Coronavirus.

Goal confirmed the report on their Twitter page.

See below.

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Lesbian Lovers Dismembered Man To Use His Fingerprints To Steal $77,120, Then Kept His Head For Themselves



Prosecutors in Portugal have alleged two lesbian lovers dismembered a man so they could use his fingerprints to access his mobile phone and steal $77,120 from his bank account.

The lovers, one a security worker known as Maria Malveiro, 19, and 23-year-old nurse Mariana Fonseca (both pictured below) are accused of throwing Diogo Goncalves’ torso into the sea but keeping hold of his head.

Lesbian lovers dismembered man to use his fingerprints to steal $77,120, then kept his head for themselvesLesbian lovers dismembered man to use his fingerprints to steal $77,120, then kept his head for themselves

According to prosecutors in Portugal preparing to put the pair on trial this October, Malveiro is said to have admitted to an Algarve judge who questioned her after the crime they were inspired by US police series Dexter.

Diogo (pictured below) was strangled to death on March 18 and the woman allegedly threw his torso into the sea from cliffs in the Algarve town of Sagres

Lesbian lovers dismembered man to use his fingerprints to steal $77,120, then kept his head for themselves

Four days later they used a print from a finger they had cut off his right hand to access his mobile and transfer the cash, then waited another 24 hours to dump the rest of his body.

The indictment says they spent the three days between March 20 and 23 sending messages from his Facebook account to fool colleagues and friends into believing he was still alive.

They will be tried for murder, desecrating a body, computer fraud, and using a stolen vehicle.

According to reports, Malveiro took advantage of the fact Diogo was attracted to her to give him an orange juice laced with sedative Diazepam after promising him a lap dance at his home.

They both then allegedly strangled him and dismembering him.

The women allegedly tried to make it look as if he had killed himself by leaving the car overlooking the sea in Cape St Vincent in Sagres but investigators found out their plan after they threw away the torso because it failed to land in the water and ended up on dry land, leaving vital clues.

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Western Togoland Insurgencies: Group Attacks STC and Burnt Bus In Ho



Western Togoland insurgencies are escalating beyond the control of the security agencies apparatus with all their accouterments to stand against unlawful abiding citizens.

Reports coming through to us confirm that a group of secessionists has attacked the State Transport Corporation (STC) in Ho, the capital of the Volta Region, and caused damages.

According to the reports received, the rebels attacked on the STC bus and burnt it to the ground as they set it on fire.

It is also confirmed that the secessionists fired gunshots at the STC bus parking area.

The incident is reported to have occurred on Monday night.

Already, a total number of 31 of the group were arrested and processed to Accra Circuit Court on Monday 28 September 2020.

However, Honorable Okudzeto Ablakwa, Member of Parliament of North Tongu claims the Separatists are not secessionists as claimed by the police and the Chiefs in the area.

Another group of Ghanaians also suggests those already arrested must be used as exapmple to deter the others from causing mor mayhem.

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