Odehyie is gone
Death should have waited
At 4O, still a house help?
No wife and no child, ebei
I still wonder why he rejected the pregnancy
Adjoa Mansah's of course
Anyway let me tidy my nose
Am in the gathering of snoopers

Until today I never knew the poor man had a family
All these fools were there when, when...ah!
Let me hold my tongue
Nonsense! What will this showy funeral do?
They call it last respect
Last respect my foot!
'Akohyefo', liars
It is a shame

Today we are under a banquet
A feast like that of a king
My poor friend had sworn he never takes meat
He often ate his usual gari and hot pepper with tears in his eyes

But when his master, Okoto offered him a fowl last Christmas

The Oath changed overnight
And today see, a sea of chicken to match 'fufu'
This is a God forsaken gathering

Ah! A hungry man's funeral turns to a party
And look at those prostitutes twisting themselves like worms

They want their contours to be a magnet for cash.Delilahs

Death is indeed dead
My friend, now a piece of junk would have grabbed if he was alive

But today his time is over
A thousand uncovered blond ladies will not tickle his mad feelings

To call him to action will be nothing but a mere sick joke

Is this respect?
Drinking, dancing and flirting?
As for me, for all this food and drinks to go waste then I must burst

I am here to take the last respect and not the dead

But wait, how can I transport some food home for Araba my Wife?

Oh yes, a big bag like Congo
Hey boys buy me 'Ghanamust go'
Rats! Be fast

Odehyie you have died a fool's death
Why did you do that to yourself?
Thirty-three bottles of palm wine?
You have left with me with too many troubles to bear

Aha I said so; there comes Davi as poisonous as a python

She needs her money for the 'Oboglo' we took last month.

Odehyie will you come out of your crazy home down there

Come and pay your share of the debt and get back now!


ENOCK GYAN
CREATIVE WRITERS AND ORATORS CLUB(GIJ)