I pen this powerful piece of prominent prominence in praise of my passion
I power these powerful words
To empower your purpose
Your presence, presents
And presentations presented to us a privilege to profit from your priceless
And precious prizes

Weak people prefer power
But powerful people prefer to empower weak people
I am pleased and proud
And promise to provide partnership to your projects

Precisely, I picked and puzzled these powerful words
So particular people can see and pluck from this precious plant
The plain plan of the poem is to paint pretty pictures in pixel

This piece is not a prequel
Though I see the “pre” in the “quel”, I’m trying to recall
The purpose of this prequel
Only for my parents to tell me Patrick, Pause and play this piece in a sequel.

I’m an African
Am a ture African
Am from the Land of the Red, Gold, Green
The land with its soil as fertile as the womb of the ****** Mary  

I look at the World map and just the sight of the  curves of Mama Africa arouses me......
see Is that piece not Hyde? Cos this shape de3 a no go lie,
It's set ablaze like the holy ghost fire
Hotter than the ghost pepper my mouth watery “aahh a Don tier"
Cos it' even tickles a shatta in the trousers and I feel it's movement against Newtons law of motion
Even Just the shape of the map of Africa already causing commotion

Hook
Africa 2×
We be one Africa aa
(Eeii ya one Africa)
Africa 2×
Ghana mother land
(Eeii ya my mother land )

Me mey3 Oman ba pa
Mey3 Oman Ghana dehye3 ankasa
The white man came to my land and with the sole purpose of preaching the gospel even when we had no chapel
Later maneuvered his way to barter trade our gold and valuable resources with hard liquor
And in a short while I mean a flicker, they captured my people and enslaved us into hard labour
And on 6 March 1957 a revolution lead by Dr. Kwame Nkrumah fought and led us to our independence
Chorus
I'm a free man free man
I said I'm a free man
(Eeii ya)
I'm a free man
I'm a free man
I'm a free man
(Eeii ya)

Freedom made me a free man even though I ain't the tritagonist of The Boondocks
I hear the reverb of Nkrumah's voice recurring out loud in my ears just like a jukebox
"(Sample)Ghana our beloved country is free forever.... (In Nkrumah's Voice)"
Meney3 anomaa, na 3mom membowa
Efiris3 afidea biara 3nheneme ( mom pene me3) (herrrrrrrrrr)
Na mey3 odefo) ahh me kuraa mens3m tumi
Oh yes I'm a free human being with an Independent will
A will that I will **** for, for real, because being a slave is just sick, I need a pill.
Repeat hook and chorus

I don’t know even know where to start.
As a matter of fact
My heart aches, It feels like someone took a hammer and crushed it into a million pieces.
No poetry pieces can explain this feeling
No kind of speeches can explain her reasons
My boneless heart is broken and needs healing
I just want you to know I’m not mad at you.
I’m just upset, disappointed, and sad.
My heart is bleeding as a result of your stab I’m upset because I fell so madly in love with you.

And like a resturant menu there were many options but you is who I chose
I swear, I’m disappointed because you can’t see how amazing we were.
I was a fool to think that you actually wanted me.
See,I think the hardest part for me is the memories.
The memories i will forever hold onto for centries.
I can still feel your lips trace my body.
I can still hear my heart call you shoddy
I can still feel the warmth of your arms wrapped around me as we slept through the rainstorm.

I can still feel the sweet words and promises you made when you were tryna brainstorm me
The time you sang your heart out to me while looking into my eyes still haunts me every night.
I think the worst part is, you made me feel like the most lucky man in the world.
I hate that I let you take that away from me.
I hate that I feel empty without you.

The sad thing is, if you were to ask me for a second chance I would give it to you despite how bad you hurt me.
I miss you.
You were the best thing to ever happen to me, and for that I’m thankful for what we had.
Happy Vals Day ❤️

I STAND FOR PEACE

I am an instrument of peace
I preach peace so dont have ******* off like a flute
But I know these gees leaving a high life will wanna ******* off like am a kush
Shushhhh
Shushhh to these bodied Able men who don't mind Killing their brothers like Cain
I stand for peace so let peace Reign
What is the joy in causing a fellow pain?
In the name of politics our brains even cease to work and we act like Zombies, [Blood thirsty]
Our leaders don't mind seeing the nation in chaos and the blood of the natives popping like Champagne cos they wanna win a championship game...
****!
If so then I guess our leaders are "Game boys" they wanna offer us as sacrifice so they could hit a "control".
Control? Our red, yellow, green don't even work, we are too wise to be manipulated like lude dice.
This should be the our motive our loyalty shouldn't  be bought at any price
We stand for peace we not in support of any vice
Let those with ears listen to this advice
We cannot be used as bait we are not mice
I choose a piece of peace cos I don't want to hide

Peace