BEING A WOMAN OR WANTING TO BE A LADY
DOES NOT MEAN YOU HAVE TO LOSE YOUR INNOCENT APPROACH TO MEN
WE ARE YOUTHFUL AND REFRESHING ; YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND VERY SWEET
YOU ARE A WOMAN AND VERY SOFT AND IT WOULD BE A GREAT LOSS FOR YOU TO BE HARDENED
AND SOPHISTICATED TO THE WORDS OF MEN
BEING A WOMAN IS GREAT.
-By Sandra Amoah
God bless our homeland Ghana
And make our nation great and strong
Bold to defend from ever
The cost of freedom and of right
Fill our heart with true humility
Make us fearless honesty
And help us to resist oppressors (x2)
Rule and might forever more. (x2)
Contributed by Sandra Amoah
Tomorrow, who is tomorrow.
No one knows tomorrow.
Is tomorrow blue or white
No one knows tomorrow
Only God knows tomorrow
So don’t think about tomorrow.
– By Sandra Amoah
Administrator’s note: I would like to add that in real life, Sandra thinks a lot about her tomorrows 🙂
I wish I were a bird that could fly away to escape from
the whips of father’s wicked cane.
Why must I suffer for slightest mistake?
If I knew I was to be born to a wicked father,
I would have told God to let me die at birth.
When I return from school to enjoy life at home,
My father hate to hear that we are on holidays
My report he will not read to congratulate me
This act of my father makes me hate going home
But no school can keep you from childhood to adulthood.
All I wish is to be a bird that could fly away to ecape the whips
Of father’s wicked cane.
– By Sandra Amoah
Do not doubt or give a loud shout the day we are born.
Must well be a day to mourn
Not a day to enjoy
For the world is not a joy
From the cradle to the grave
Must always rave
Bitterness and pain we cannot resist
Until we are laid to rest
The journey of my life is ended
Oh what a journey so short.
– By Sandra Amoah
They came and they saw
That we were with Gold
And they were with Bible
Through evangelism
They taught us how to close our eyes when worshipping God
When we open our eyes,
They were with Gold
And we were with Bible.
– By Sandra Amoah
I slept and dreamed
That life was beutiful
That nature was wonderful
That human mind was powerful
I woke up and found
That life is wicked
That nature is at war
That human mind is in Chaos
– By Sandra Amoah
