Some call her Operkoh Broni
We know her as the Major
The lone female Warrior
Amongst seven pillars of rock
She stands tall and proud
Running to and fro
As she leads the warrior tribes
Down the Lokko Road
To pay homage to her Nubian folk
As the red and black flags fly
Amidst the beating of the Obonu drums
The lone warrior begins to dance
Amidst the firing of musketery and guns
The lone Major becomes a graceful Swan
(April 13 2014, Accra)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem