Ghana the grief house
She mourns and grieves of pervasive putrescence in her abode.
Oh, see how bribery and corruption have overshadowed her tranquillity and peace
And the anguish her treacherous inhabitants have abandoned her to bear.
A land where power drunk leaders and politicians are only obsessed with unending affluence
And flattering political talk has become the order of the day.
Deviating from the aspirations and visions envisaged by our forefathers,
Our leaders are obtrusively engrossed in the amassing of wealth
Leaving the deprived and minority to their own melancholic fates.
Oh Ghana, until when shall her grief cease.
Until when shall we be heedless of our imminent bane
And direct our strengths and synergies to the cause of her dream,
To grant her a soothing respite.