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My Mother Denkyira Ah! I, your daughter A child of Asase Yaa Sojourning overseas Their White glory Overrated life abroad Land of the living-dead Ah! White winter Where snow is gold Where black is a text My blackness is a text Textbook read by all With negative renderings Where left- hand is king Where dogs are lovers Mother, Denkyira I yearn for you Home in your nest Your palatial nest Your pristine nest In the Ofin groove Mother, I, your daughter With ancient roots Eternal tree of humanity From Bono and Abankeseso The child of Denkyira Of Nana Ohemmea Ayikera Of Nana Mumunumfi Of Nana Werempe Ampem Of Nana Boa Amposem Of Nana Ntim Gyakari Feyiase we survived it In the arms of mighty Ofin Mother, I, your daughter Of evergreen Denkyira My Ofin artery My proud roots Trapped in a vortex In a chilling vortex Of a crucible of lost hope In their perennial winter Ah! Mother Denkyira I invoke your soothing sun Soothing sun of Denkyira For your cuddling warmth Your warmth lures me back Mother your soothing warmth Lures me back to eternal Denkyira Mother, I am the lone sufferer In the harshness of winter Mother, I am home-bound Ah! To blossom again Ah! To rejuvenate on the Ofin In the forest along the Ofin Mother, snow devoured me Like savannah termites It devoured my tap roots I survived it all survived Like Denkyira Odum tree I am coming home to rejuvenate I am coming home to replenish Mother, they reloaded Maxim guns They reloaded to neo/colonize me But I am coming home Home to wear my crown Wear my ancestral crown The crown of Mumunumfi The crown of Boa Amposem Mother, my lungs are polluted Full of their acidic pollutants Full of their poisonous air Mother, I am coming home Home to breathe your purity Mother, I am buried Buried in their democracy Their tyranny of democracy Their cacophonous democracy I am coming home to Ofin Home for Akan ontology Mother, I have danced Danced with a sad autumn Autumn of death squads Mother I am coming home Mother, your graceful harmattan Harmattan will lull me back to life Mother, they gave me a Visa Gave me a Withering Visa They gave withering citizenship Mother I am coming home Home to receive your Birthright Ah, for my Eternal Birthright Mother, your winds of purity Purity from the Ofin hills Oh, will forever caress me Caress me in your arms Mother, I will drink from Ofin Drink from Ofin-wells of purity Welling wells of wellness Ah! The Ofin wells of purity Mother, I will visit the hills The hills of my childhood The hills of lasting innocence Where the birds chirp hope Mother, Denkyira I am coming home I will grow whole again I, your daughter I will sprout again I will sprout whole Mother, whole forever