Many voices and unheard songs Hovering on these empty streets Filled with many lucid dreams and hopes Unwritten stories and…

I stood at the entrance of the vast Hall of Mr William Bills,Sweating like I was locked in a dungeon.…

Gas Ghana is burning again Her children, mourning in pain And in no other place than the capital The heart…

Emphasizing on this anthology of inspiration I see lots of plunging tales Scrubbed ashore these thundering ebbs Emblems of these…

After hearing the news,I rushed with the speed of lightening to Uncle Ato’s house,upon reaching there,I was greeted by nothing…

This guy shared his experience in a recent post he made in the popular Facebook group and sharing his experience,…