This is Ghana our motherland. Where the fathers dominate and the reverend ones procreate. In this land of misleading leaders, we traded our law-makers for money takers, sold out our oil and left the economy in turmoil. Religiously covered in sin yet everyone is a preacher, we reach out to all but the needy. Everybody is a coach when no one is playing. To heal their pockets, our Doctors are always on strike but actually have more patience than patients. Boys and old men are in an unending and unyielding tug of war with the girls stuck in the middle. Bearded meat! We speak more English than the British, kiss longer than the French and curse better than the Yankees. #GhBaby
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Gone are the days when the affairs of a nation were controlled by people from faraway lands, now we can proclaim that we are liberated and more confident as a people. From every corner of the nation, on that fateful Wednesday the 6th day of March 1957, there was joy and a feeling of nationalism that transcended every tribal and family affiliation. For once we had a sense of national pride and hope of achievement that we as a people were entitled to the right of freedom and justice. Finally the ‘Blackman’ was good enough to manage his own affairs and ceased to live under the shadows of the master. This immense feeling brought about opportunities of achieving something that we can proudly possess and wield in our hearts as individuals and a nation as a whole. Truly, freedom and justice was at its peak and so was patriotism and hard-work, the tools to propel this nation into the future we had long sought-after. Ghana had finally taken her spot in the league of independent nations and this sheer action heralded a revolution all across the continent. Things were looking good and the future, brighter than the Sunday afternoon sun. Our country was the golden gateway to Africa.
Fast forwarding to more than five decades later, can we honestly claim that we have arrived at the place we anticipated? To deliberate on this question will take volumes of writings of contrasting human opinions and analytic contributions. A rather major concern is whether we have failed our nation as a people or has the nation failed us, the people. I think we should put as much emphasis on what we can do for our nation as we do on what the nation can do for us. In the wise words of former American President John Fitzgerald Kennedy, “Think of what you can do for your nation, not what your nation can do for you”. Those words are the blueprint to the crafting of the fortunes of any nation that wishes to achieve a utopia or something close to that. These few words are rooted to the spot with inspiration. Ghana has extensive natural resources at its disposal and a decent human resource base which is highly underdeveloped. Yes, the human resource is the most important to us as a nation and any nation on the globe since human resource is ever increasing with respect to mineral deposits which are depleting at an enormous rate due to their high demand on the world markets.
I don’t think life was meant to be fair for Christians after Adam and Eve. Neither was it meant to be fair for Muslims after 9/11.
“Life’s not fair” – The origin of this phrase is not quite known but for the Christian believer and the traditional skeptic alike, it touches a nerve. From Europe, Africa, Asia, the arid Middle East and the parched sands of Saudi Arabia, the “fairness” of life is questioned. Even by young adults who have nothing to burden their minds with except what they would want to become when they grow up. Just like the less privileged, the filthy rich sometimes use this phrase now turned cliché simply because certain things did not turn out the way they had expected. Maybe they lost a child, spouse, business deal or poor dog. If you ask me, I’d say they’re just not used to disappointment.
Humans with no faces
In my mind’s eye pacing
Threatening on no basis
With guns & knives chasing
So horrible in most cases
I sleep with my soul racing,
Strange people want me dead
I weirdly end up in a coffin
Demons crawling into my bed
Me, defenseless quite often
On his first offering, Fricky undauntedly goes to war, with thought-provoking, witty lyricism serving as his weapon of choice. Each verse is a bullet in the barrel and each hook, the firing pin that sends the song hurtling through your ears. Judging from his love for big bass beats (predominantly provided by Sticky & Miguel), it is clear that the young rapper has little tolerance for quiet.
With over 5000 downloads within 4 to 6 weeks after its release, the first official single off his Resume Mixtape was his “6 foot 7 foot Freestyle”. Released in late 2010, it is still his highest recorded download till date.
Unlike the others, this lad finds as much meaning in writing metaphoric rhymes as he finds in being unhesitant in devouring a beat. The next single “Grinding”, is arguably the most commercial tune on the tape. It was easily the favorite of the masses because of its Afro-pop beat and catchy chorus by Mr. Poa.
His third one was “I Got Next” that features Billy Banger and Drilickxs. Two budding virtuosos, capable of blowing up in a Hip-Hop world marred by overhyped acts and lyrical mediocrity.
Then came the “Enigma Freestyle” produced by Don Jazzy and mixed by Mantis Beats, an established Ghanaian Sound Engineer who is based in the UK. Mantis also mixed about half of the songs on the Mixtape. “You say your money talks, but your wallet never said it/ And I’m so sick, I give painkillers headaches..” he brags. “It is the most lyrically expressive track I have ever done. Some even say it is the hardest flow I have ever spat because it has enough punchlines, wordplay and metaphors. Don Jazzy himself was impressed. He liked it on Twitter.” Fricky explains.