He hurtled downhill from the administration block. It was an unusual sight to see after prep; a cyclist going at it. He weaved between us with ease. Just then ahead of us was a car also moving uphill, presumably a teacher on his way back from town. He blew his horn and we gave way. […]Read More GOING INTO THE DRAIN: GHANA ROADS AND ANY USER WHO ISN’T A MOTORIST.
I am, Arrogant, Self assured bastard, Ready to believe the world will twist in my favor. Craven, Lily livered, Yellow bellied, Cringing at the first sign of danger, To save my mottled skin. Amorous, Ready to believe in love, Not the faux sob-tales on tv, But on the rollercoaster ride hitched to life. Smart, Intelligent […]Read More The Things I Am
“ GENETICS OF A FUTURE GHANAIAN Mapping the educational DNA of a sample of the future Ghanaian citizen is an arduous task. When finally a double helix strand was extricated I beheld a curious phenomenon, A largely malformed genome sequence wearing a mask, Of otherwise healthy proteins. In the educational genome was a horror The […]Read More The Educated Illiterate: A Cycle of Mediocrity