ALL FOR ONE, ONE FOR ALL

ALL FOR ONE, ONE FOR ALL Upon the pillars of the land I beheld the break of the band, The coat of arms. Though I looked with hope and cares, They came with lips and sowed in, tares. The mother is weeping Nkrumah is wailing And the fighters of freedom are frowning And the makers of history are mourning. (Wailing is heard from far) You hear that? Those are wailings from the wells of hell. Mother Ghana is weeping Why have you thrown away the values? Why has good ran from the land? Who has taught you to fight another? When did you create the tribal barriers? Where is the crocodile? Why have you burned the baobab tree? And you have planted in stead A broken pitcher of immoral, senseless craving for materialism? Mother Ghana is calling. If you can backup and bring back the baobab, Return to the lost glory of blackness, And bring back the love for all, All for one and one for all, Then there is hope. Oh where is Hayford? The Congress of British West Africa is broken! And the spirit of oneness has grown wings. There is none that love, no, not one. (The voice of Nkrumah) “This decade, is the decade of African liberation. Forward then to independence. Independence now! Tomorrow, the United States of Africa” Where is that hope? When all seek none but self and i? Where is the faire man? And how is the head damaged so soon? What happened to the love of the people for their land? Oh where is the Junior Jesus? Oh, how I long for the good old days How I yearn to see the hope brought back. The days of singing and chanting, Longing and craving to live and die for love. Will all for one and one for all ever return? www.yaoagbenyo.blogspot.com www.facebook.com/yafinc 17/11/14