Month: January 2017

Now the day is over.
The moon brightens the day.
Mumbo jumbo
The sun shines through torrential rain
The owl flies in the sun
The ant lifts the elephant
The lion runs from the hen
Chaos exits as peace
Hand over heart…

…They started
Handed over to us
You let go of your end
We held onto our end
For we believed in us
But you believed in you
We tried
We have cried
No more fears
Dried up tears
Unkown years
Understand if you are one
Plead no meaning if you are the one
We pray you understand
We have to let you go
For good
And our good.
#SILENTNOISES (C) KwasiNtemMensah2016

Dear Tippa,
I hope this letter finds you in the best of health. Hahahaha. Do you remember that letter you wrote to that chic (lady) when you were in form one? You started by saying “the brightness of this day has stimulated my senses to collaborate with the heavens to write you this missive”.  Anyway that is not the issue.
I just realized something that has been taking place in Opana’s country. It has to do with early morning shows on TV. These days everyone wants to be a TV celebrity. Even the Shaolin Temple occupants. Before I continue, let me ask you “who is an Honorable? who qualifies to be addressed as an honorable? Before you answer that, can you believe the President’s executive secretary was addressed in a letter as H.E? Is it for His Excellency or ….? I remember a lady pastor asked to be addressed as Reverend Father. Address; address; address. Are they envelopes to be addressed?  With which stamp and at which Post Office?
Son of Man, I believe to be called Honorable comes with a lot of respect. I believe it comes with some responsibility and acting with dignity. I dare to say one must have some level of integrity.  Some of these so-called sit on panels on these morning shows and spew garbage. Their utterances leave much to be desired. The language used is setting a bad example for the youth. I am equally appalled at the language used in describing women.  Is it the arrogance of wealth or of title that makes them behave as such? Are they not Homo sapiens ?  Can I call them aliens? It is as though some of them are incubator babies. Why is The Lavender Hill situate in their mouth or abdomen bringing forth trash? I hope the NMC boss will do something to curb this menace to society.  Big brother, please do something.
I am very upset because no one is doing anything to stop it. Not even my clergy. ( Charley you hear the Osofo wey talk the gay people dem issue? Another matter oooo)
Some of them talk with the arrogance of a dead goat eeeiiiii sorry I mean a dying cockroach. But….

Tippa , this letter should have talked about “them” but this matter was making my stomach very upset.  Anyway my greetings to the family.

My next letter will be on Valentines Day!

Mad love always.

i remain #SILENTNOISES

This is my first letter to Tippa. Tippa is my good friend and brother from another mother. We hardly talk on the phone so I have decided to write to Tippa about issues. These are issues that bother or baffle me. Tippa is older than Major [even if a day older].
Dear Son of Man,

Since you have refused to talk to me, I have found a new way to communicate effectively with you. Brother please do not forget this is not an academic writing but that of a village teacher who was taught under trees and teaches under trees. I am confused hence my missive. There are a few issues I need to brief and seek your advice about. First there is a new government in town. The so called short man is now the president. Charley, the people say they have effected change. Before I come to his issues, let me give you some side filla. The Black Stars  are playing in the Afcon tournament. They are on a one goal project. Will they win the cup?

Charley, back to the president. Have you heard the new song? “Onaapo” is so danceable and, and Onaapo.

So the president has been in office since 7th January 2017. I cannot say if he has settled in or not. There are so many things I do not know and he being my President, I am expecting him to inform me and not me come begging for the necessary information. Tippa,now he has 36 ministers including one senior minister. Senior minister for what?  36 ministers means 36 official residences, 36 cooks, 36 drivers, 72 watchmen [security for night and day]. I am not done. It also means 36 Landcruiser 4×4 cross country vehicles and 36 super luxury saloon cars. I have not added even the Regional Ministers and all the deputies. That is serious economic drain. Those monies could be put to good use. I am confused. Are we preaching virtue and practicing vice? Why? Equally some of the appointments are questionable. What are their duties specifically? Is it jobs for the boys ?

The vetting process is mind boggling. Some of the questions asked and some of the sentences being constructed leaves me in no doubt why certain legislative instruments are passed or why certain things are approved. This is a new set of Shaolin Temple dwellers though.

Son of man, the change has come but what kind of change is this? I hope you have answers for me Tippa. I will be writing to you as soon as something comes up again
Sincerely yours

#SILENTNOISES
PS: Now the people are trying to pick on the number one lady of the land. I will brief you in my next letter.

~to give up something in order to achieve something!

Ponder. Do not wonder. At all. Just ponder.
Have you thought about it for a moment, the sacrifices made by certain people to get you to where you are today?
Some of these people have nothing to do with you whatsoever but you are benefiting from their sacrifices.

A good senior friend from The Grey Citadel of Learning once said ” Nothing good can be achieved without SACRIFICE”. So why is it so hard for you to give up something? Why can’t you give up that small soli? Why can’t you give up your time to help crunch initiatives for others to succeed? Why can’t you give up just a dollar to help out your friend or neighbor? Why can’t you just be like our fathers and their forebears and SACRIFICE for the sake of tomorrow?

I am sacrificing my sleep to write this article. It came to me in a dream. I could choose to continue sleeping and forget or wake up to write and jog your thinking into a state of rewiring. For that is what we need. A rewiring of our attitudinal thinking. A thinking process that is geared towards positive achievements, devoid of nepotism, tribalism, selfish gains, wanton greed, one highway thinking. It is sad, that we have allowed the culture of selfishness to permeate our very skin. The very fabric of which it  is woven, is glued to our skin like a plaster. Painful as it is when being removed, we must remove it.

Sacrifice. What will you sacrifice? Will you sacrifice your unlimited dancing with a sweet damsel to a long drive to meet with fraternal brother’s to discuss the future?

Would you sacrifice your friendship on the altar of naivety?

Would you sacrifice your family on the altar of jealousy? Of hatred?

Sacrifice. A sacrifice was made. A sacrifice is being made.  Will a sacrifice be made? Today you smile. A sacrifice was made. Today you are you. A sacrifice was made in the blood and sweat and toil of others. Continue the chain. Give up something for something to work. Do not destroy what took years to build.

Remember the change is YOU!!

Caution to me
Careful what I say
Truth no Longer Holds,
The underdog will be an
Underdog.
The rich will be richer
the poor will crawl
Some will sell their soul
that they might live long
Is there a GOD? A Supreme Being?
A Creator who sees yet bids HIS time?
I trust in HIM
so I will wait.
As for the TRUTH, I will always Proclaim.
Blessings Always

#SILENTNOISES

(C) 1182017KwasiNtemMensah

So it came to pass that though it was time for festivities, some wailed and moaned. Investments had bankrupted. How would debtors be paid?
And it also came to pass that they who occupied the Shaolin Temple decided amongst themselves to leave the treasury empty for they know not when they would return.
With a sigh of relief she locked herself in her room, and with a loud voice proclaimed in a language akin to Yoruba “Thank you God Thank you God.Eeeiiiii this is not like The NCCE! She had survived the biggest scare of her life. Will she stay or leave?
“Commissioning” replaced “Incompetent” which had replaced “Gargantuan”. The first gentleman could not be in the same place at once so he commissioned his pictures on souvenirs and asked that his pictures commission in his physical absence. Ghanaians are not of short memory.
One of he named Ken called her by her first name Charlotte and purpoted she was a Harlot. Why? Ghanaians rose as one people and defended womanhood. It was beautiful. It was easy for the media to stand on their feet and speak Truth to power. Dubai came to Ghana at night. Beautiful sight to behold. Glamour at its best. Polish on dirt. For what prevailed at night was not same during the day. All this and more and yet people claimed him to be the annointed one. Sam the George whom is known as the lion nudged out ET the Barber.  Keep that in mind always.

How can I forget ManAmidu? Singlehandedly, he took on ManWoyo. ManWoyo is being asked by the SC to return some monies that found its way into his wallet and he in turn distributed. Like a Good Distribution Center. Under the Umbrella, he was shielded but now that the Elephant has returned from the bush, will it trample Woyo?

I nearly forgot this one. Montie 3. Fantastic 3. Trinity 3. They who insulted the SC, were incarcerated and subsequently pardoned under special circumstances by The President. (I hear he even commissioned their release)

This is a year in review.

And of one of ours decided to bleach for he had been boxed in the head and believed he could be nation’s ambassador to German. He believed the criteria to being made an ambassador was to change the color of one’s skin.

‘Onaapo’ a song for a candidate found its way into praises and worship at church. And they danced. And they are still dancing.

Finally, after going through the mill of God, he is president. They said he was too short and did not have the personality to be a president.

Meanwhile on the 6th of January, 2017 one would write on the walls of the Flagstaff House ” me too I was here some”.

I wish you all seasons greetings and most especially a Happy New Year. The Change starts with You!

#SILENTNOISES

We are going
Heaven knows where we are going
We know within
We will get there
Heaven knows we will get there
We know we will
Heaven knows we will get there
It will be hard we know
And the road muddy and rough
But we will get there

Osibisa

Each day we make an effort at something. We seek to accomplish something. We set a goal or goals. We know not how we will do it but we aim to do it. There are obstacles in our way. A million of them but we aim to forge ahead. Do you prepare before embarking on a project? How long does it take you to prepare? Do you rush through your preparations or do you take your time? Are you patient? Do you think about how you will accomplish it?
Jesus the Christ was lost to society between the ages of seven and thirty or so years. Kwame Nkrumah, Nelson Mandela, Winston Churchill, Samini, name them did not end being who they are overnight. It took and takes hard work to get there. They knew it will be hard. I am telling you it will be hard but in your heart, do it. Persevere.
Even thieves, murderers and common criminals plan. It is sad that they use their talent for such. But then, yes they plan.
If you plan and really plan well, then you have confidence in yourself. That is Very important. If you plan and really plan well, then let me assure you the road will be muddy and rough. Where the road is muddy and rough, it is not easy to traverse. You have to be careful. If you are walking or running, you could slip and fall. Don’t stay down; get up because in your heart you know must get there. You will get there. That is Determination of Purpose.
If you are in a vehicle of sorts, prepare for the worst. Don’t let the breakdown of that vehicle bog you down. Move on. The road is not smooth. It is muddy and rough. Persevere. You will get there. Heaven knows you will. Heaven is your guide. Only YOU can do it. BLESSINGS ALWAYS

Happy New Year my readers.