The Beautiful Dirt

The richest of men have not always been rich
The best of men have not always been best

The biggest trees emanated from a seed
Which was worthless until it was buried in Dirt
Where worms and it’s brothers brood upon
But out of that Dirt where no man sees anything good from
Where even the worst of men despises
Houses and keeps the would – be- tree

Who birds will cherish
And sing their songs to
Whose exhalations and fruits
Man can’t live without
Yet it was rooted in dirt
And came from Dirt
The Dirt we detest
Yet we can’t live without

Time and grace brings out the beauty in us all
Leave it to time
Leave it to grace
Oh that sweet grace
Which found a shepherd boy
And made King David out of
Who made the villain and persecuting Saul
The Apostle Paul
Sweet a grace!
That’s all that matters

Despise not the worst of men you encounter
Neither detest the sinner you can’t comprehend
Leave it to time
Leave it to grace

We only appreciate light because of our experience with darkness
We only value riches because of our experience with Mr poverty
We take joy in success only because failure made us terrible
We are able to identify beauty because we once encountered ugly

So is life!
Despise not the unrighteous you see around
Despise not the worst of sinners you encounter
A touch of Dirt
And yet it’s worth the touch!
Grace indeed makes the difference

Beautiful Dirt !
Grace defines

Written By: Isaac Eli


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The Impactful Life

Life is a journey
And just like every journey it has an end
But then
One thing is important
Just this one;
What did you live for?
Was your life one worth living?
Did you accomplish the dream of God for your life ?

You surely gonna die
People from afar and near
Known and unknown
Will mourn at your funeral
There surely will be crying and wailing
But just a question to ask
What will people mourn you for?
What will people cry over your death for?
What are they going to wail over your death for !

At the end of it all
Men are not remembered because they lived
Neither are they remembered because they once were and yet can’t be found anymore
Men are only remembered for their impact
Life is useless outside of impact

Whose life are you touching ?
Whose stomach has been filled because you decided to go hungry?
Who’s rejoicing because you gave him a reason to ?
Who’s thanking God because you came as an answer to their prayers ?

Who are you impacting with your voice ?
Whose life are you touching with your writing?
Whose relevance is hinged on your riches and money ?

Let it be said of me
That man in whom is seen God
He will not eat until everyone around him is satisfied
Who rejoiced over nothing but that others rejoiced

If I’m to be missed after this life
Let it be
That I’m missed for my love for God and man
Let me be missed for my desire for a better place for all

A life worth living is a life lived for God , Man and the creation
A life worth living is one lived for others .
In this the sun finds its worth
In that the waters find their worth
In this light finds it’s worth
And darkness as well!

Live a life to impact your world
This is the life worth living for
Live life ; Impact lives
Impact your world.

Written By: Isaac Eli


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Africa & Beyond, Nationalism

The Place We Call Home

Mama Africa can vehemently boast of her nonpareil natural and mineral resources. She has learned inhabitants who can effect a positive change, a strong human resource capable of capitalizing on their technical know-how and strength to ensure a fast forwarding Africa. But when will that be? A question that the African Map does asks in ages past. Just take a look at the African map, you’ll visualize explicitly.
Oops, enough said; coming to my very own.
I may not know a lot about neighboring countries and those which are several miles away from Ghana my motherland. I will from a pure heart, with a sound mind and a clear conscience address my very own…. GHANA. I know this might irritate some folks but for once let’s the embrace reality, reality again I say we must embrace.
Testing mic 1 2 1 2…all is set; let’s get rolling in the deep.

I begin with the little geography Prof. once taught me in Kumasi High School.
Somewhere in Africa, along the Gulf of Guinea, just a few degrees north the equator lies the place we call HOME; yes, it’s Ghana our motherland.

Growing up in such a serene, an evergreen environment, a place so pure, so rich, so nice, so much adorable like a queen adorned with pearls made of the finest gold, self -branded with peace unperturbed will forever be one unforgettable experience of mine.

Red, Gold(yellow), Green are my favorite colors and of course the black star will forever be the hope of Africa. Mother nature had been very fair to us in ages past, what an indescribable and unmerited favour.
Our forefathers toiled and shed their blood for our sake; hoping their unprecedented laboring would never be in vain. Caring so much about us, they, in a way laid down for us series of foolproof formulas(attitude, diligence and composure) to becoming a great nation but we refuse to decipher, what a misery.

Now, it saddens my heart when mother nature comes puzzling and questioning us on how disappointing we have been. Turn to the north, to the south, to the east and to the west, what do we see? All we can boast of is failure and disappointment. Are our dreams of living in the golden age shattered? Well, this multi-million-dollar question is left unto you and I.

Up and down the streets you see Maame Akua and Maame Mansah running helter-skelter, hawking their smoked fish. They have become ‘family men’ because Opanin Mensah and Agya Nimo are jobless, provision for the family has become a nightmare and not to talk about the payment of fees and utility bills which leaves them a headache.

Kofi Mensah the young graduate feels disappointed and feels life is not worth living because there is an infinitesimal hope of having his dream job, his dream car and even his dream mansion. Is this our chosen way of life or the life intended for us to live? Such a life is what Citizen Kwame describes as absolute quandary.

Jobs are collapsing, education is falling apart, inadequate health care delivery and the most devastating of all is having unmeasured energy resources (hydro, thermal, solar etc.) but we continually experience what we proudly call “DUMSOR”. The fellow countrymen in long black coats who should care for the ordinary man habitually amass wealth for themselves unceasingly. And you call it servitude; That’s corruption and cheat at its peak. Mother Ghana, arise and take up a new challenge!

Our expertise now is to heap a mouth full criticisms on government thinking that he has failed but quickly we forget that the government is you and I (us). Are we not ashamed? We all have our roles to play.

University graduates are so eager to working in top-notch offices, fully air conditioned. Well that is good though, it’s a great ambition. Nevertheless you want to become bosses and enjoy huge salaries overnight, how quickly do you forget that Rome was not built in a day? Humble yourself, read wide and explore. When you believe, you can achieve.
Mr. University graduate, why not begin something on your own if there are no jobs, if there is no hope to finding one. If there are no jobs, create one! Make an impact in the society, you shall be remembered for that.

And now to you Mr. Politician, you go about deceiving the ordinary man with your palatable words and when you are brought to power, all you think about is your belly and your family. You cease not amassing wealth for yourself, buying flashy cars and luxurious mansions with the tax payers’ money. You must be ruthless, this is inhumanity at the highest order.

To you Professors and lecturers out there parasiting a host of students(females students especially) in the name of higher marks and GPAs, God is watching you! Leave peoples’ girlfriends and future wives alone. Aren’t your wives good and satisfying enough!
And to you the director of that public and private company, you can’t resist chasing after those poor little girls, hopping from one ‘chick’ to another before giving them jobs, squandering the tax payers’ money on so-called girlfriends, yet you refuse to give your wife Maame Esi housekeeping money. You must be heartless.

Now, to you the young man out there , why not make some investment and abhor the wastage of money on pizza, women, expensive sneakers and phones. Shape your future with your investments and savings. Banking halls are not erected for side attraction, they are meant for business in case you forgot.
My sister out there if you claim that what men can do women can do better, so be it then and we shall be fine.

Fellow Ghanaians, countrymen, young and old and to the unborn generation this is the time for renaissance, a rebirth of our nation to live in the golden age. We need no long story for the way forward is positive and feasible. The economic forecast for the coming decade can be changed for the better to look more promising. Education and schooling must change for the better. Together we can! Daring to make a change, we need a new revolution, thus we’ve got to change our way of thinking, this is the first step in our quest for solution.

Our greatest asset is neither our mineral deposits, our monies nor our certificates. You know what, our greatest asset is our mind. We can never afford to let go waste and unexploited.

Fellow Ghanaians it’s time to make a great impact!

By:Yeboah Kankam


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A New Man in God’s Plan

My hardened heart’s so deceitful
Out of it portrayed darkness and emptiness
Yet in it I took so much delight
And the glitters of this world
Have I so much adored

Luxury, fame and power
These I never abhorred
Money, women and again the chase for power
My ultimate goals these they were

Oh! Such a pauperous soul like mine
You’ve been mislaid and stone-blinded
You failed to see and fathom the truth
Knowing not the pleasures of this world lasteth not
Vanity, yea vanity they are and they would be.

But now I have a glorious living
One but an all-inclusive life
Simple but a containing version
I have been pierced by the light
Now I see to perceive
With my ears all of, I do hear and understand

Rejoice now oh my soul
Take delight, eat and drink of this living
Yea, this is regeneration
To be recovered for His dispensation

Joy-alas in my past life
There is joy-unperturbed in this new life
In this simple but rich life
I do pledge my allegiance to
Today, tomorrow and forever.

Written By: Yeboah Kankam


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Made to be Strong.

Long a walk
Great a distance
Mountains so high
Valleys too deep
Each seeming to distract
And to oppose

In all we have the greatest assurance ;
There’s a God too great
On whose wing we ride
And on whose ship we sail
When thunder strikes
And lightening sets
We are not broken down
We fall yet we stand
We are mocked
Yet there’s an encouragement on the inside which surpasses the mockery

How many a time the distraction wind blows:
How many a time the calamitous rains fall ?
Yet how many are affected?
The weak foundational buildings are pulled down ;
The solid foundation stands

The mockery: the discouragement
The unbelievers: the critics
Don’t they nurture us by producing in us a firm and grounded foundation?

Oh how many a time we are broken down by the discouragement of people
But hey, because they said it’s not possible
Make it possible
Because they said it won’t work
Make it work
Appreciate your encouragers: appreciate your believers
Appreciate those who mock:
It’s all necessary for the formation
You will surely look back one day and say
They made me better and stronger

Sometimes they are needed;
They make the story beautiful

The road to true success never did run smooth
Yet it is worth the walk.

Written by: Isaac Eli


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Africa & Beyond, Nationalism

Mediocritic Nationalism: “Epidemically Ghanaian”

In a nation where the majority celebrate mediocrity, it is no news when you wake up every morning to feel the breeze of poverty. In this life there are two things; either you’re growing or you’re dying but my dear Ghana has been dead for long. A nation where one’s predicament or downfall is another man’s delight. A nation where the good is seen as ‘bad’ and the bad welcomed as ‘good’.

The Chinese we see flourishing today begun as ‘underdogs’ but now they are overtaking world super powering states. Hard work, the unperturbed desire and savor for knowledge is/are the driving force. Knowledge indeed is power! We have abhorred the good and harbored mediocrity. Nobody seems to place Ghana first; family and friends democratic state has our nation become.
A nation where some leaders would call a spade a big shovel, yes a nation where lies are justified as truth, a nation where people talk anyhow! I mean who does that.
Things which contribute no quota to sustainable national growth and development always becoming a national topic trending on social media.
“M’asoa nsuo asoa nsa, afei nso s3 me hunu 3wo) a, me nnkas3 3sikyire” : translated from Asante Twi (I have tasted water and wine, and I’ll never say it’s honey when is explicitly clear to me what I see is sugar)
We hate to tell the truth, we hate to deliver and we even hate to commit ourselves to our own development; how on earth do we grow with such a ‘cruel’ and lazy behavior.
On a white man’s land we’re always on time at work, some of us (Ghanaians abroad) even report to work hours before their scheduled period; that’s discipline and very ethical isn’t it? Experientially speaking, one funny-irksome situation is when your fellow Ghanaian overseas tells you I’m meeting you at 12pm, you’re sure to see him at 5pm and they have gut to even say it is ‘Ghana Man’s Time'(GMT) but when ‘Akwesi Broni’ (White man) schedules you at 12pm you report at 11am because your instincts retort to you he (White man) will not entertain lateness.
I must say if only 50% of us are able to amalgamate these behavior of discipline and commitment to our work lives, social lives and what have you; in a split of few years Ghana wouldn’t be the same.
I’m at fault, so are you in some way.
I’ll side with Tupac Amaru Shakur in his changes song : “We gotta make a change
It’s time for us as a people to start making some changes
Let’s change the way we eat, let’s change the way we live
And let’s change the way we treat each other
You see the old way wasn’t working
So it’s on us to do what we gotta do to survive

Arise mother Ghana and live up the golden moments.


Written By: Yeboah Kankam

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Don’t Trust Your Comfort

So I’ve fallen in love with Stonebwoy and his music recently;
I love his music.
But I decided to know him the more
I felt in love the more
A man of character I admire
I found in him.

Losing the functioning of one leg at quite a tender age can be hurtful undoubtedly
Changing circumstances and plans just to adjust and face the present reality
No doubt it is a hefty task
It sure will make you broken hearted
But that’s what God knows how to do best;
He’s the organizer of life!
When hard times come
He organizes them
When good times come
He organizes them
In all, it is towards our ultimate good.

Hearing Stonebwoy say
I thank God for all I ever went through in life; for those experiences and hard times made me strong
It made me who I am today he said
It gave me a thought
How many people fail to meet their potential in life just because of comfort ?
When we are in comfort, we fail to explore and hence pullout all the potentials and capabilities in us.

But when hard times come
They knock hard and say
Hey man !
This is not you
You are bigger and better than this
There’s so much in you the world is waiting for
There’s a continent you must give hope
There’s a generation you can’t fail.
Ask me how many people ever made it to the top in comfort and I might not get you a name ;
Ask me how many people made it to the top by facing hard and dark times
Give me thousand spaces to fill and I will without struggle fill it all
Good times are great;
But hard times are greater when properly optimized
Comfort is good
But it could be a great deception
Don’t trust your comfort!


Written By: Isaac Eli

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