The Great Man Poem by Tony Adah

The road to the venue
Was rough and tough
With hills and valleys
And dry rills crafted by the trade
Of rain and floods
Making the labour of the folks
Of this place to be in vain
Their wares of bananas and plantain
And cocoa remain dumped
By the roadside.

A certain man was invited
To a fundraising ceremony here
In this place and he promised them a road
So he visited with a sack on his back
And when he put this down
A caterpillar grader and a bulldozer
Came out humming and pulling down trees
Winding a road through the quiet forest
Listening to the folks agog
In songs and dances
For the foothpaths are changing into motorpath.

Having seen a great change
The folks invited this great man for recognition
And he was offered a sceptre and a crown
With the other royal items
Reserved only for the son of the soil
And he became an indigene
By this ceremony.