John Atta-Mills Died On The Throne Poem by Mark Nyamekye Boadi

A bad news come one late afternoon
Which brought about quietness and chills
Everyone wanted to hear the truth
About the death of John Atta-Mills

A president on his own
Who died on the throne
It is the first in our history
That the topmost man has spilled salt
He died after falling ill
His death has brought Ghana to a standstill

Yes Ghana stands still
Because this comes as a shock
No one expected to hear such news
Which has hit us like a fallen rock

He died on the throne
He was learned, humble and well-known
His life was an emulation
Widely known for his peaceful virtues
Though slow but sure
Many were things he did not endure

The news came from the air
Into our ears; the President is dead
Of a strange ailment
On the 37 military hospital's bed

He died on the throne
Death has taken him like a cyclone
A gentle President
With a simple lifestyle
Who proposed a Better Ghana Agenda
He is a man we will always remember

The news is still fresh in our ears
This is not a wrong buzz
Ghana wears a black cloth
Death comes, and this is what it does

His death has brought unity
In all parts of the country
We all stand as one
Regardless of tribal and political affiliation
It is a bad news for all Ghanaians
It is not only bad for the NDC
But also bad for the NPP, CPP, PPP, and PNC

Mills died on the throne,
On the 24th day of the month of July

Mills died on the throne,
That is the reason why we cry

Mills died on the throne,
He was 68 years old

Mills died on the throne,
In a land endowed with Cocoa, oil and gold

Mills died on the throne,
None will forget what he has done

Mills died on the throne,
Leaving behind a wife and a son

Mills died on the throne,
Tears will never cease

Mills died on the throne,
May his soul rest in peace.