FOR KWAME NKRUMAH

                        By Peter Eric Adotey Addo

He rallied round the youth,
Our freedom to demand
This land he thought in truth,
Should be in our command.
So set him forth for freedom,
Through trials and persecutions
To make an African kingdom,
He had no limitations.
His mind he told us plain
Ourselves to govern with danger,
The right to live as men,
In our dear native land.
Penniless, he entered journalism,
And made us join the band.
To batter imperialism,
No sword, but just the pen.
And on he went,
His days he spent,
In and out of jails.
He advocated,
And still advocated,
Until his voice was heard.
Thus ended the match he led,
And now our land is free,
And ever free?
The struggle goes on and on.

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