
“Music has no meaning now,” My friend posted with a heavy heart, When he heard Lumba had left this world. “Music has no meaning now.” But was its meaning tied to Lumba’s breath, Or have we lost the essence of an art? Music – an ancient craft, Woven through culture, religion, and tongue. In her…

I recently read that Ghana ranked 3rd globally in the World Generosity Report, an impressive feat that highlights how deeply rooted kindness and generosity are in our culture. But then I paused and wondered: Is our generosity always beneficial? Or does it sometimes do more harm than good? As someone who has personally suffered from…

It was two hours past noon on a very hot Friday in the harmattan season when loud noise from the house drew the attention of the entire neighbourhood. Neighbours and passersby gathered, alarmed—but none could enter the house. Aduko had locked the door inside and pocketed the key to “deal with” his wife….

The poem expresses the struggles of young men facing societal expectations that compel them to hide their emotions and take on adult responsibilities prematurely. It highlights the pressures to succeed despite mounting challenges and the need for emotional support. Ultimately, it calls for empowerment and understanding to help boys thrive rather than succumb to despair.

As the Frafra people say, “a mother dog does not bite her child to the bone,” the question that hangs in the air concerning John Mahama’s Promise to fight corruption is that, will he willingly fight the corrupt hard enough even when they share the same bed with him?