Ode to Annan Atta

Ah! The pride of Gold Coast you have returned.
You made the sun dance over Africa,
And the moon to sing for the black and burned.
You painted with gold the continent’s scar;
Reviving the soul of its tortured pride,
Helping to make the world a better place.
Your name can’t be erased from history’s book.
Ah! The pride of Gold Coast, Africa’s bride.
We’ll walk in your path and fill in your space,
For after you left, the whole world had shook.

Younglan Louis

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