Wednesday, 30 March 2016

I Take Back My Sarafina Tears!!!

I write with much hesitation and a lot of anger due to all the times I wasted watching the most watched South African film titled 'Sarafina!on a black and white television in the 90’s showing the battle that the children of Soweto waged against the brutal apartheid Government that formerly ruled South Africa. 
I was a kid who sought knowledge and had just read about apartheid in South Africa. I had an uncle who was an avid Pan-African, so it was natural that as he was the “last-killer” when I was growing up; we watched nothing but what he felt would broaden the mind. I sat through long hours of 'What-do-you-knows', 'Talking-points' and 'Evening news bulletins'.One afternoon after church service we were all marched to the “living-room” of my Uncle to watch this lengthy movie. In the wake of these past xenophobic attacks I think my thoughts on the matter were “inevitable” although I must admit it took a long time coming.
#ITakeBackMySarafinaTears!
In this day and age I would like anyone to define who a national of a country is? If my mother is Ghanaian and my father is a native of Lesotho, and I was born in South Africa do I qualify to be burnt as well? Who then defines who a foreigner is? Or better still, who defines who a citizen is??? Are they also privy to the facts concerning naturalization? Jerry John Rawlings(former President of Ghana), Barack H. Obama(current President of the United States of America), Dr. Guy Lindsay Scott(former Vice and former Acting President of Zambia) are but few examples of people who qualify as foreigners in the various countries they oversaw per the description of the few ignorant black society in South Africa. These men were however received and in most cases voted for by natives of such sovereign states.
On a much lighter note, are whites or Caucasians not more “foreign” than dark-skinned people? Isn’t it easier for those carrying out the attacks to fish out such folks? 
In Ghana where I live, it has become a norm that our friends from neighboring francophone countries are considered better at doing certain jobs than us natives, but have you heard of us burning children alive as easy as we would buy prepaid credits from the Electricity Company of Ghana?
I think South Africans have once again made put into question the psyche of the black man. If I had a “time machine”, I would go waaaaaaaaaaay back in time to stop the tears in my tear glands from flowing for the same South Africans who made my siblings and I go to bed with a sour taste in our mouths for what our fellow dark-skinned people were going through in their own country.

#SAYNOTOXENOPHOBIA
#ITakeBackMySarafinaTears!
#ONEAFRICA

Monday, 21 March 2016

3 home-brewed poems to commemorate World Poetry Day - 2016

FEAR                                                                                 
Sometimes fear incapacitates the best of us
Reduces us to a pulp
Makes thinking impossible and giving up inevitable
But the human spirit is amazing
It fights back with the help of our willpower

I’m down, I’m empty, I’m distraught
I’m trying to think but I can’t
Feelings confused and my chest still tight
Then a glimmer of hope grips my heart
Leaving me loose and light again

I ended up defining fear as
False
Evidence
Appearing
Real
Kwakuvi Dogbey


DO IT AFRAID
Everything is alright until I wake up
I am forced to face my fear once again
Today feels different because the fear of succeeding is what taunts me
I fear becoming great and then losing everything
I fear the jabs and the shots I would have to take as part of my pre-destined job
I am not able to keep my desires at bay any longer
I know then my life has changed forever
Then one day I feel this inner inkling
I feel underutilized
I feel uncomfortable
I feel something;
I feel something divine knocking on my doorstep
I start to hate mediocrity
I start to feel the need to become greater than which I already am
Its then I realize that to succeed I need to thread this path despite the fear.
Kwakuvi Dogbey

MAY 26
O’ the happiest day of my life
I felt my heart rejoice
I had accomplished one of life’s greatest tasks
My university education had concluded
My bliss was beyond compare

O’ the gloomiest day of my life
I felt my heart exude
An abrupt vacancy in my spirit
I was in a state of confusion
Melancholy overhauled my bliss

O’ priceless May 26
You departed with no yearning to stay a day longer
Although I aspire that you reside with us endlessly
With an appreciative but distraught heart
I bid you farewell
Atsu Dogbey

Wednesday, 16 March 2016

#BRING BACK OUR FATHERS

On the 14th to 15th of April 2014, about 270+ school girls were kidnapped from the Chibok Government Secondary School by Boko Haram terrorists in Nigeria. The #BringBackOurGirls hash tag was later launched to spread awareness of the kidnapping. Similarly, #BringBackOurFathers is a hash tag I have launched to spread awareness of the grief and cries of the fatherless children who over the years have been making a living on the streets of Cape Coast.
Cape Coast has majority of its populace made up of students. Many of who do not originate from Cape Coast, therefore living independently with little or no supervision from family members or elders in the society. This enthusiastic approach to independence breeds a lot of sexual immorality and indiscipline among majority of these students. These young and immature students at the Junior High School level as well as old and hypothetically “mature” students at the University level take advantage of the female natives of Cape Coast sexually. This unpardonable act of indiscipline among our male student populace must be put to an end.
Rather strangely, these students hardly realize that the result of their actions contributes largely to the predominance of teenage pregnancy cases in Cape Coast since their intentions were mostly for the mere sake of pleasure. An old Ga adage “K3 otaw) ole ots3 b3 yaa bi ony3” literally translated in English as “If one wants to know who his/her biological father is, should go and ask his/her mother” does not hold water in the land of Cape Coast. It may sound illogical but truth is the teenage mother cannot tell for a fact the real identity of the father of her child. One may be tempted to attribute this to the high rate of illiteracy and immaturity prevalent among these ladies. I beg to differ; I have stayed at various places in the Cape Coast Metropolis and can state for a fact that these assertions, to some extent, are not always the case. The unscrupulous indiscriminate sexual activities of the male student populace remain undoubtedly the highest contributing factor to this undying canker.
These children at an implausible age of 2 years find themselves on the streets of Amamoma, Apewosika and Kwapro to mention a few, begging for bread. To add insult to injury, some native women pick up these little children from the streets and carry them behind their backs as though they were their mothers so they can use them as bait to beg from the community.


In Accra where I reside, Teshie-Nungua to be specific, we experience a similar case of teenage pregnancy but not street children. This is because these children are sent to the families of the man involved to be taken care of. They do not live on the streets and this can be associated to the fact that the family house of the man involved is known by most if not all the members of the lady’s family. In contrast, the lady in Cape Coast can hardly point to the actual room, hostel, school or even a friend related to the man involved. In the best of cases, which I must admit, is a rare happening, if the lady can identify the father of her child, the man happens to be the only family she knows of the man. He may in most cases be almost at the end of his secondary/tertiary education and will be headed back to his home town or place of residence away from Cape Coast.
These young ones grow up exhibiting dangerous behaviors and as though it were harvest time for the seed of the indiscriminate sexual activities planted by our male student populace, they attack and rob students ruthlessly. An eye for an eye I must add.
In a related development, Central Region according to the 2011 Sentinel Report recorded an HIV prevelence of 4.7% as against 1.7% in 2010 replacing Eastern Region at the first position. This can be largely attributed to the indiscriminate sexual activities between male students and the female natives (teenagers happen to form the majority) of Cape Coast.
On behalf of these little ones making a living on the streets of Cape Coast, we petition Ghana to aid them in their fervent search of their biological fathers and family.
#BringBackOurFathers
#SAYNOTOHIV/AIDS
#TEENAGEPREGNANCYMUSTSTOP

Disclaimer: Any #BringBackOurFathers hash tag on any social media platform that does NOT seek to address the grief and cries of the fatherless children of Cape Coast should NOT be associated with this campaign.