Okatakyie Akwasi Amankwah Afrifa

His Father has called him home

His Father has called him home

Come with me my precious son,
for all your work on earth is done.
No more pain no more fears,
no more sorrows, no more tears,
no more burdens you shall bear
in your mansion in the air.
On streets of gold you shall roam,
for your Father is calling you home.

As heavens gate opened wide
Dad joyfully walked in side.
Then he knelt down to his King
as all the angels began to sing.
And when he heard Amazing Grace
he gazed into his Saviours face.
He knew the promise to be true,
that Jesus died for me and you.

On Streets of gold Dad now roams,
for his Father has called him home.
I'll Be Here!
I cannot ease your aching heart,
Nor take your pain away;
But let me stay and take your hand
And walk with you today.

I'll listen when you need to talk,
I'll wipe away your tears;
I'll share your worries when they come,
I'll help you face your fears.

I'm here and I will stand by you,
on each hill you have to climb;
So take my hand, let's face the world ...
And live just one day at a time.

You're not alone, for I'm still here,
I'll go that extra mile;
And when your grief is easier,
I'll help you learn to smile!

Respect (Granddaughter) 2 weeks ago

We Shall Always Remember You

We shall always remember you, General !

The cowards who needed your blood to silence Ghanaians and depict how far they can go to exhibit the worst form of brutality ever visited on any Ghanaian, have finally been exposed to the whole world as the greedy beasts that they are.

For fun,they slaughtered you like a wild beast and even stole your corpse until the NPP gave it back to your family for the final funeral rites to be performed.

Today we are all witnesses to their crimes that has had the stench reaching as far as the United Kingdom.

May the almighty Maaawu Allah Nyankupon God Nyumgbo bless us with many more of your kind who will stand up against dictators in our dear country of ours, and may you rest in aeonian peace.

Lest we forget, may those coward brutes receive the reward of their guilt right here on earth before leaving to see their creator Lucifer to receive the interest on their guilt in hell.

Jato Julor Rawlings October 12, 2009

All is Well
by Henry Scott-Holland.



Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone,
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me and if you want to, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was,
let it be spoken without effect,
without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was;
there is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you,
for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well.

Respect (Granddaughter) October 10, 2009

An Angel In Disguise

If an angels wings are forever hidden,
beneath two arms that wrap with care;
And a vibrant halo glows within,
a tender spirit shining there.
If the melody of a blessed harp
is found in the warmest voice,
and an unconditional love is sewn,
in to your each and every choice.
If the laughter of a cherub rings,
when you have brightened someones day
And pure heavens found in every smile,
you felt need to send this way.
If an angels gown of flowing white
is shielding from all eyes.
At once I knew when I saw you,
I spied an angel in disguise.

~~~~

Respect (Granddaughter) October 10, 2009

Silent Tear.

Each night we shed a silent tear,
As we speak to you in prayer.
To let you know we love you,
And just how much we care.
Take our million teardrops,
Wrap them up in love,
Then ask the wind to carry them,
To you in heaven above.

~~~~

Respect (Granddaughter) October 10, 2009

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die.

Anon

Respect (Granddaughter) October 10, 2009

Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
you tell me of the future that you planned;
Only remember me; you understand
it will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet, if you should forget me for a while
and afterwards, remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
a vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
better by far you should forget and smile
than that you should remember and be sad.

By Christina Rossetti.

Respect (Granddaughter) October 10, 2009

Not, How Did He Die, But How Did He Live?

Not how did he die, but how did he live?
Not what did he gain, but what did he give?
These are the units to measure the worth
Of a man as a man, regardless of birth.
Not, what was his church, nor what was his creed?
But had he befriended those really in need?
Was he ever ready, with word of good cheer,
To bring back a smile, to banish a tear?
Not what did the sketch in the newspaper say,
But how many were sorry when he passed away.

Respect (Granddaughter) October 10, 2009

Okatakyie Akwasi Amankwaa Afrifa (1936 - 1979) was a Ghanaian general and political figure. He was the head of state of Ghana between 1969 and 1970. Gen. Afrifa, together with former Head of State Gen. Acheamphong and then head of state Gen. Akuffo and five other Generals (Utuka, Felli, Boakye, Kotei, Amedume), was executed by firing squad in June 1979 in the heat of the June 4 revolution. He was born in Asante Mampong. He attended the local Presbyterian School and moved on to The Adisadel Secondary School in Cape Coast where he excelled and was ironically presented scholarlistic prizes by Dr Nkrumah who he later overthrew. The title "Okatakyie" was bestowed on Afrifa by the late Asantehene Opoku Ware as a recognitions of his bravery in helping rid Ghana of a "Tyrant" as Nkrumah was perceived then. Okatakyie Afrifa was in his time instrumental in raising funds to rebuild the entire village of Krobo, which is a few miles from Asante Mampong. Krobo was the birthplace of both his parent, Opanin Kwaku Amankwaa and Madam Ayewa. At the time of his untimely political murder, together with 9 other military officers, Okatakyie was an elected member of Parliament in the 1979 General Elections for the Mampong constituency. Okatakyie Afrifa had a premonition of his death when in 1976 or thereabouts, he wrote a prophetic letter to the then Head of State Genaral Acheampong advising him to stop corruption and indiscipline in the army otherwise "We will all be lined up and shot". His reward was a few months in jail and long house arrests and then sure enough, Acheampong and Okatakyie together with Akuffo and others were all lined up and shot by Flt Lt Rawlings in 1979. At the time of their execution, Ghanaians were made to understand that they had been punished for overthrowing constitutionally elected Governments of Ghana but, it has now become clear as a result of the National Reconcilliation Committee set up by the Kuffour Administration that Okatakyie and the other 9 Army Officers were NOT TRIED legally and thus considered MURDERED to satitsfy junior officers and the other ranks of the Ghana Army who were baying for BLOOD TO FLOW. Ironically enough, Flt Lt Rawlings who orchestrated the executions of Afrifa for reasons that he overthrew a constitutionally elected government, himself overthrew a constituitonally elected government about a 2 years later. Okatakyie was married at the time of his execution to Mrs Chritie Afrifa and had about 7 children including those he had before his marriage.

Afrifa once famously said "A coup is like having sex: The first time, you're nervous. After that, it's easy and fun."
Source: Wikipedia

Respect (Granddaughter) July 18, 2009

I am at Peace

To the Living, I am gone,
To the sorrowful, I will never return;
To the angry, I was cheated.
But to the happy, I am at peace.
To the faithful, I have never left.
Talk to me, and I will hear,
your prayers, they comfort me,
your laughter makes me laugh,
but don't weep for me as I have my reward,
I am with the Father and will never let me perish,
The Lord comforts me, and longs to comfort you.
So be happy my family and don't despair,
I am in good hands, waiting for the day when
the Lord calls you to come home.

Respect (Granddaughter) June 26, 2009