Standing Still On Moving Sand

Our lives are worth nothing

But theirs is worth everything. 

We’re like rubber dumped wherever 

After being used for their pleasure.

Are we to blame for where we stand,

When all there is, is moving sand?

* For those we lost in the Melcom Mall disaster and my Auntie, who didn't get any Dr. at KBTH to see her.

The Brave Man's House (Ghana Elections)

As we approach the elections, posters advertising candidates have sprung up everywhere, busily advertising their wares.  We, as voters, must remember that at the end of the day, none of the promises politicians make will become a reality if there's any disruption of a conducive environment or war.

As Chinua Achebe said, let's remember we stand in the house of the coward, to show where the brave man's house used to be.