Our Youth And Blood Money – Poem

Our Youth Chase After Quick Wealth

I stand shocked as I gaze beyond the horizon

Everyone thinks nothing but Kpakpakpa movements

Wondering what Ghana’s youth have become

Young men and women who want all manner of fame

From being rich young to being famous for the wrong reasons

Our Youth And Blood Money

Our youth chase after quick wealth

Money, they say, is the root of all evil

Money answers all questions the bible says

This is which I ask as I gaze beyond the horizon

I feel the pain of a mother without her son

I imagine a father without his son

Our Youth And Blood Money

Ritual Murder and Quick Money, All is vanity

Our youth chase after quick wealth

Times are hard, things are tough

Pepper is hot but warm lives in it

The youth don’t know this

struggles to the top are staggered

Our Youth And Blood Money

Toil to the top is foiled

The patience to wait is soiled

Our youth chase after quick wealth

Yet the youth must be rich

Cut corners, visit a Malam

Kill another, get money mentality

Hard-earned riches is time-wasting

One murder One Car

One Murder One House

One Murder One Crime

Our Youth And Blood Money

 Annoying as it may, we see it on our screens

Our youth chase after quick wealth

Time is ticking, when shall I grow

Money is calling, when shall glow

Endless worth, unreasoned passion

It is not safe, but the money

It is dangerous; I fear not

Don’t take the risk, Risk pays

Evil has engulfed the heart

No freedom for the conscience

Our youth chase after quick wealth

Barbar Quick Money Is trapping

The youth are anxious, life is too short

Man must be rich before the sun sets

For girls gone bad, quick money gone bad

Will must survive the tough life

Kpakpakpa movements on our minds

Our Youth And Blood Money

Our youth chase after quick wealth

Movies of our time lack creativity

Stars of the moment lack sensitivity

The youth watched and lived it

For the future is bleak

Politicians live good

Rich men splash their worth

They buy the women, show them off

Everyone wants to be like them

But are they worth the wealth?

Making children want to grow old faster

Our youth chase after quick wealth

Our Youth And Blood Money

It ends in endless tears

Kasoa is trending, Ghana is weeping

The blood of Ismael is speaking

The nation must rise, the rise must be swift

Tame evil means to riches

Ritual murder on the rise

A nation without hope

The land has been defiled

Our youth chase after quick wealth

Hard work no longer pays

Patience no longer yields

Education is not the key

Despite our struggles,

Politicians amass worth

The people suffer the loss

The youth get a shock

Money is hard to come by

Blame the youth, blame our systems

Society is hopeless

The struggles are endless

The Children are fearless

Ritual murder is on their minds

No iota of fear, the heart is hardened

Evil is rewarding, killing is nothing

Kasoa is trending, the nation is trembling

Our youth chase after quick wealth

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