Ode to Annan Atta

The pride of the west
He was the man with the S on the chest
He had put Africa on the map
It’s so sad it’s all a wrap

He had gotten to the very top
And when he got there, his good deeds didn’t stop
All hail the great Kofi
Dark as coffee and sweet as toffee

Oh how we will remember you
You’ve given us the top’s view
Songs will be written in your name
The world will never be the same

You came, played and conquered
I’m sure you’ll always be honored
It’s a pity you’ve taken to rest
I’m sure heaven is having a great guest

Yeni