Poem in honour of the late Major Maxwell Adams Mahama
NEVER AGAIN; NEVER AGAIN!
THE BLOOD AND SOUL THAT MADE THE LAST LOUD CLAMOUR; NEVER AGAIN
We all saw it coming, yes we all did see
Like the sea, its evidence has never been hidden
Hidden, yes not even the worst liar will testify against
Yes! Against our ineptitude, our selfishness, our greed
Our poor self esteem, our hypocrisy, our deep sea fishing
Fishing, fishing in the wrong waters, hunting in the forbidden forest
Making game of our own offspring, killing of our own kind for dinner
This has been our character from old, our modus operandi in ages
Tickling ourselves and laughing, trading the last faculty that made us Homo sapiens
Seen, seeing, will see, yes all know the truth, none happened in oblivion
Oblivion? Not even the devil will lie about this, for we saw it all
We saw our kind die of buruli ulcer, we saw them die in the pits
We sold our souls to the alien, we made fools of our very selves
We fooled the very last wisdom that ensured our survival
Our survival rests in the voice of the blood that spoke the last word
Never again, never again, so shouted the last voice of honour
The voice of honour that broke the eardrums of the stubbornest heart
The voice that shaked the footstool of the entire nation
The voice that brought common sense into one pivot and rhythm
The voice that was, that is and the shall forever be a monument for posterity
Posterity! Posterity shall forever celebrate the voice that shouted, never again
But for this voice, we killed our water gods, we killed our brethren in the aqua world
But for this voice, we destroyed our forests, we killed the oxygen of tomorrow
Tomorrow, we thought would never come but tomorrow has always been with us
Tomorrow stared us in the face, tomorrow shouted but we failed to listen
Never again, never again, so shouted the lone voice
The blood that made the last loud clamour, the soul that changed yesterday to today
We saw it all, we saw our youth radicalized, we saw our culture failed to sacrilege
We became hunters without reason, hunting for Gold that has been with us all awhile
The craze for wealth that killed common-sense to make us destitute
Wealth, oh wealth, the bane of mankind's problems
Wealth that exchanged our Royalty into servitude, that made Kings bow to aliens
Aliens that came from afar, short in stature, fair in complexion, destructive in nature
Aliens that never spoke our language but flirt our women, ate our frogs, our snakes
Aliens that stole our Gold, destroyed our lands, waters and culture, left behind bastards
Never again, never again, so shouted the voice that made the last clamour
The soul that suffered pain in the hands of the ignorant detractors
The soul that was sacrificed on the altar of ignorance, of greed, of stupidity
The soul that was sacrificed to apeace the gods of greed and stupidity
The soul that shall forever live afresh in the memories of our very eyes
Major Maxwell Adams Mahama, your soul shall forever be
Major Maxwell Adams Mahama, your soul shall be a monument
Major Maxwell Adams Mahama, you lived for all the souls that suffered lynching
Major Maxwell Adams Mahama, you died to save the forest, the waters, the land, our culture
Major Maxwell Adams Mahama, you died to save us all and posterity
Major Maxwell Adams Mahama, you died to say, never again
Rest, Rest, Rest in perfect peace
Rest in the bosom of our Gods and Ancestors
Rest in the minds of the living
Rest in the hearts of the unborn
Rest until we meet again, Rest in the ambiance of the Heavens
Rest! GOOD SOUL, Rest