Ghartey Is Gone - Poem by DOMINIC PREMPEH
Is it not a tick ago that we all laughed again and again?
Thinking of how our friendship and fun can last like rain?
And, how to help each other to gain?
Then why this pain?
Death has done it again
He has whisked Ghartey to his domain
Making tears fall us like rain
And we will not see Ghartey again
(12th Jan.,2016; Ofoase)
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