The Little Load Girl (A Poem) To: The Presidents of the Fourth Republic

Dear Mr. President,
I am that little load girl
With a great story to tell
I face daily many struggles
And sometimes I face them not alone
Hey little baby, struggle or bubble, you are my own
I am human, I am Ghanaian

Dear Mr. President,
I am beautiful and ought to be cheerful
But situations seem to have made me sorrowful
I am as elegant as any of your daughters
I am your daughter too but live as though you cared less
I am human I am Ghanaian

Dear Mr. President,
I do not so easily choose this load girl reality
I simply live in Ghana’s socio-economic reality.
I am deprived by my location of birth, education and economic opportunity.
Deprived, I am of opportunities to break this caste