Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Riding on the Middle Line

Death-defying motorcyclists creating an arrogant aisle between the regulation lanes. They overtake your tarrying car or ‘takeover’ your phone without your permission. Today, I saw a car skid and slug two riders on a bike behind me. They took a spill off their wheels; the bike slammed into my innocent rear bumper, the riders flopped heavily on my boot. I darted out to make sure there was no bump or blood on my car. It was only a little dent – no bigger than the size of the riders' combined brains. As I sat back in (it took all of forty seconds) people were carrying ‘twisted legs’ off the street. Will they stay in line next time?

Friday, January 9, 2009

Reality Check One

The Accra Air no longer crackles crisp with the electric electoral fairytales. Lethargically, people yield to real-life living. It matters not a rat’s arse who is the president – Accraians have to drudge, commute, pay bills, economise, agonise, save a little more than little and hope to acquire property that’s too big to fit in a box, the pocket or on a cart. Life’s like that! Trivia excites. Dreams and celebrations come in thick-coming fancies. But, now, it’s time to scurry into the fields, each man for himself, and dig some damn trenches.

Monday, December 22, 2008

No Writer's Block

Isn't it funny, that as the backside of 08 slowly disappears (and it is a real big backside 08 has had)I suddenly find myself not writing anything here. I apologise, but I do it for good reason. I am trying to 'find' myself, and a 'narrow' topic to which I will dedicate myself. I will post here, but not that many, till the year is out. Happy New Year, friends.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Fool's Gold

Lost Copper
Is missed Gold
What you already have, but still look for
Is Fool's Gold!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Random Questions

Are assassins now using shoes
Do Arsenal fans now support with boos
Will Yngvild next be chased by moose
Can the NPP beg and still lose?

Loving Like Children

We love like children
We err like children
We forgive like children
We grow like children

(For the woman who could have left me, but didn't. Thank you, Babe.)

Monday, December 15, 2008

Random Questions

Will Santa come this year?
Will Rudolph remain the Alpha reindeer?
Are Mills and Nana Addo sincere?
Are teenage boys drinking beer?