When I think of Ghana
I think of bright colors,
rich and vibrant African colors.
When I think of Ghana
I think of dancing
dancing to loud and enchanting music.
When I think of Ghana
I think of cocoa fields
and laughter and beautiful coarse hands.
When I think of Ghana
I think of Kwame Nkrumah
and our fighting, unrelenting spirit.
When I think of Ghana
I think of football too
and the black stars.
When I think of Ghana
I want to say
May your black star shine always.
Read – Ghana, My Beloved Homeland – A Poem by Rycha Heemachal Devi, Mauritius
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