You're stealing my brothers
They're leaving for your shores
They say they search for
a greener pasture,
But motherland they abandon
Is being overrun with weed.
Who could make them see,
That it is no better over the seas
If we stay and build our own home
We can have all we could hope,
Ghana is no better land,
They have voted in good leaders
And together they have built
their home,
Citizens live happy and could cope,
Why don't we stay and build
ours too?
Stand in queue and vote in good
leaders too,
For Ghana is never a better land
They have only been blessed
with good leaders.
And they're not so far
from promised land.
Efe Benjamin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ghana/
