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dimanche 31 août 2014

THE PROLIFERATION OF CHURCHES IN THE COMMUNITY



Recently, a friend and former editor of the erstwhile London-based WEST AFRICA magazine (where I once worked), Kwasi Gyan-Apenteng, wrote on Facebook: “The level of sin at Dansoman in Accra must be below the national average; I have never seen such a large collection of churches in any one community anywhere else.”

What Kwasi probably does not know is that some years ago, Vicky Street in Bamenda, headquarters of Cameroon`s North West Region - which is not a long street by any stretch of the imagination – was found to have up to seven different churches within its territory.

So, Dansoman in Accra may not be a case in solation.

A CAN FOR KANT



A CAN FOR KANT
(For Dr. Tchatou Nya, the unquenchable philosopher)

Whenever you can
Buy a can
If you can`t
Then read Kant.

WHAT I HAVE IN STORE FOR YOU





I may lack luster and brass
But I have room and an open gate
So if you want to avoid the odd shouts of rebate
Be sure your leaking roof has enough grass.

THE UNEVEN HAND OF THE WEST



THE WEST AND THE MEASURE OF SANCTIONS

America and its European allies are contemplating a fresh round of sanctions to impose on Russia because of the latter`s alleged transgression in neighboring Ukraine. That is all fair and good.

But America is currently bombing Islamic State of Iraq and Syria (ISIS) positions in Iraq. France sent troops into Côte D`Ivoire, Mali and the Central African Republic. Not so long ago, America invaded Iraq and had its President toppled and executed. A similar event happened in Libya. Today both Iraq and Libya are countries on their knees. Where are sanctions? And where are America and its western Allies?

SHEEP ROUND THE BEND




I`ve got sheep to tend
But I don`t know if I`m a good shepherd
So if you want to see my herd
You must go round the twisted bend.

WINNERS FROM THE FAIR




I`m back from the fair
I went there to get a leap from above
I left with a head
 Full of stacked coffee bags
Freshly packaged at the Santa Cooperative
But I carried no foghorn
Neither did I order any crabs or lobsters.

If you think such fairs are rare
And you quickly liken them to the flying dove
Don`t be surprised then if you see red
Just know that here where we wave fake flags
Every new-born child named Clive
Must steer clear of anything that resembles rotten corn
That`s where we of the fair will be total winners.