Bartholomew Arkoh Boamah Sarbah

Bartholomew Arkoh Boamah Sarbah


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I Am Sorry; I Miss You
I dream of you day and night
And wish to return to you;
When I see you with open hands
Day and night have I occupied myself with your thought;
State Death
From the tribes come the cries of grief
From the phlegm a stream of tears flows
In the dept of our hearts
In the vacuum created suddenly
Fallen In Love
I searched my heart
I tried to pretend
You were the one I always found
I tried to ignore your presence
Stronger Together
From the mountain top
onward we go;
Marching gallantly in shrouded countenance
Our Brides awaits us in purple apparel;
Awake Mother Africa
Awake mother Africa, awake
For you lie asleep for long
Your future is in the balance
And your dignity fades away with the passing of the days
When Will Africa Unite
Down below the ground come the voices of the great heroes
The pillars of Africa in those days........
From the west come the cries of grief
From the horizon flows the blood of Africa
We Cry For Peace
We have suffered long in silence
We the innocents of the land
Guns and bullets holds our rights
And death is hastened by hunger
Life Is A Mystery
Life.... Life.... Life....
Oh life, life is truely a mystery
Life, life, life
Why is it beyond understanding?
The Birth Of A Heroine(On The 17th Of April)
She walks
Gorgeously with the elegance of an adorned Princess
And her shadow, cast to her behind,
Is the shrouded image of a professional model
Rhoda My Sunshine (A Day To Remember)
A thousand wishes rushed her path o'er her soul
With gorgeous promises from the dark future;
From the north and from the south,
From the east and from the west

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