AyiteyDjabainFrom the streets of AccraI exist, therefore I amA poem on our journey through lifeMay 18, 2023May 18, 2023
AyiteyDjabainFrom the streets of AccraThe Distant CrossUp, up above The cross shines from atop the hill Up, up, above The cross shines from atop the tower Up, up above The cross shines from atop…Feb 22, 2023Feb 22, 2023
AyiteyDjabaA Visual History Of The Black StarsThe Black Stars of Ghana are one of the biggest teams on the African continent. Given that the Africa Cup Of Nations(AFCON) tournament is…Jul 8, 2019Jul 8, 2019
AyiteyDjabainFrom the streets of AccraPause and contemplateThough life be frail and quick to end And strife be long and slow to spend Man pursues until the very end Agitation of his mind, soul and…Sep 21, 2017Sep 21, 2017
AyiteyDjabaCanvas of Fears IAwoken and shaken by my fears, Seconds passed by Minutes passed by and Hours passed by Then they connived and became days.May 4, 2017May 4, 2017
AyiteyDjabainFrom the streets of AccraCanvas of Fears IIYour Canvas of fears hanging in your room, driving you to tears.May 4, 2017May 4, 2017
AyiteyDjabainFrom the streets of AccraBlame The Muse.Blame the muse. For what’s a writer’s use? Certainly, not to thrill and amuse. But rather, to violently abuse, Letters, words and literary…Apr 13, 2017Apr 13, 2017
AyiteyDjabainFrom the streets of AccraGhana at 60 — My letter to Osagyefo Dr. Kwame NkrumahThe evil that men do lives after them. The good is oft interred with their bonesMar 8, 2017Mar 8, 2017
AyiteyDjabainFrom the streets of AccraECCE HOMOIn His ribs they thrust a spear In His wounds they stirred and stirred Yet I fail to lay my heart bare To the one who shows me love so rareJun 6, 2016Jun 6, 2016