TETTEY'S LIBRARY

Daavi told me to be calm and sober Daavi told me to take my studies serious. It’s key to success Daavi promised that everything is going to be fine and easy when I grow up Daavi did not tell me one thing Daavi did not tell me everything Daavi did not tell me it’s going to be tougher as I grow up Daavi told me to focus. “There is more sleep after death my son” she said. “After graduating, you will have all the time to rest. There is more sleep after death” Daavi did not tell me they were all lies. There is no way I could rest after school. Daavi!!! You should have told me. You should have told me that after National Service, I would be hunting for jobs. Daavi did not tell me that a time may come, I will be paying utility bills, school fees, buying school supplies, diapers and etc. That I will grow up with responsibilities upon my shoulders Daavi told me to be punctual at Sunday School Daavi said church is good for me. God w...

Who are those men & women telling us what to do? Who are those stirring up the people and causing them to rise against their masters? Who are those behind the scenes, manipulating what is to be seen? They create a sphere, set the agenda; we end up talking about Who are those people in the public sectors manipulating activities for their gains and selfish interests? They were there. They are there. They will continue to be there. When they retire, they will replace their vacant positions with their relatives. They are the originators of the “WHO YOU KNOW" philosophy. These men at the top do neither work per their job description nor follow the codes they subscribe to, but all they think about is how they will fill their protruded belly with cash. Bribery and Corruption is their breakfast. Who are those bureaucrats and technocrats, thinking they can do whatever they like? These bureaucrats and technocrats are appointed by the government for specialized fun...

Take me home to where I belong Take me home to where I was born My heart is heavily hurt with thorns They say I blow my own horn But who will, if I don’t? Take me home to where I want to be Ride me on your mighty and mysterious Chariot Over here is full of chaos and riot Take me home My root calls me For I am a man of my youth With strong bones, strong muscles, and strong teeth I do not want to grow old, die and be buried in an uncultured soil Take me home. I want to see my family I want to see my friends I want to farm on a rich soil I want to listen to folktales told by my ancestors I want to live the life of my people I want to be called a Ghanaian    Take me home I want to go home I wish not to be alone Time has been spent and far gone I am too young to spend my entire life at dawn Take me ...

I have a story to tell. A story that will make you go crazy. A story that will keep you wondering why the world is so unfair. Good people do not live long, the bad ones do. They say only the strong survives; But this story will let you know that the strong oppresses the weak to survive. Why should it be so? Do not think that when you oppress the weak, you become the strongest one. No! that is selfishness. This story am about to tell you will make you realize that written history has lied to us. The truth has been hidden from us. This story will reveal and uncover all hidden facts about your race and the secret behind past wars. I have a story to tell. A story that will keep you reading over and over. A story that will make you to understand the realities of religion. Religion, the home of propaganda. Religion will cause you to believe so many stories and to behave in a way it wants you t...