Journeys start and journeys end, dawn
is born in tears – gone is the son
Only saps can hear and not mourn –
men slowly die when they are born
Here we are, with spirits forlorn,
hearing you bid us to go on –
Now we sit, reflecting upon one
citadel of peace, one swan –
Even moon and stars have no plans
to smile – the winds refuse to dance
Vanity was not counted once
in your manner, truth was your stance
All menson play in remembrance –
your soul is free, no encumbrance
Now friends and enemies announce
their sorrows – we live and die once –
Sir, you won hearts with the romance
of peace, you did enhance Ghana –
As you enter the pearly gates,
may God meet you at the altar –
Tell Him we still falter with faith
and, as always, truth we alter
Tell heaven we still crucify
saviors, dragging them in gutter
Ask for grace for Ghana, counter
what evil says in our matter –
May the hills be filled with your name,
may the wind, your desires, fulfill –
In our eyes, you were filled with strength
full of common sense, full of skills
Leader, we called but you are still –
why don’t you answer as tears spill?
Lion of our nation, the one
who meets hatred and distills it –
Saying goodbye drills our hearts so
good night, John Evans Atta Mills
Prince Mensah is a regular contributor and associate editor at One Ghana, One Voice.
If you have a poem in memory of President Mills, please send it to us at oneghanaonevoice(at)gmail(dot)com.
I like the voice in this beautifully written poem. Good for the morning!!!
Mr Prince Mensah, thank you for the audio version.
Thank you, Mr. Arituo. Your poems are also classics. We appreciate your presence here at OGOV.
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