They Say , They Say...

So they say we should write posts on pressing issues. You know national issues and stuff.
Well They are saying lots.So today, from a certain confused child's perspective, I say;

                  

                                                      They Say, They Say....

The sun refuses to rise in the morning just like the fuel gauges of cars decline to budge and elevate from E to F even after 100 cedis worth of fuel is pumped into their tanks. 100 cedis? Maybe all cars should remain untouched. Lets use public transport so we can use the 100 cedis to buy bags of rice. Well you can say that if a 100 cedis will suffice for a bag of rice. Meanwhile They say someone's banging on our door.  Our neighbours have already welcomed her into their homes with firm handshakes and warm hugs. Some say this visitor turned intruder bears the feminine version of the name Ebo.
Anyways, some say the cedi got a flat tyre so the economy has broken down whilst the euro and the dollar are cruising ahead powered by their V8 engines of good governance and accountability. As for me I don't even know what those things mean. All I know is a sachet of water used to be 5pesewas and all of sudden they say its 20pesewas. The radio man said its because they have given all our money to Woyome. But why would one man want to take what belongs to all of us. My teacher said its the government's fault but another teacher said we are the government. So we are stealing from ourselves then? Some people even said they are going to #occupyflagstaff but the police beat some of them. Ah but the police is our friend? I don't think friends should fight.
They say a white man called IMF will  save us but my social studies teacher told me we sacked the white men from here a long time ago because they were stealing from us. Are they going to return the money they stole? I don't get it.
I just wish the people saying, will make a change themselves because my english teacher said 'you are the change you see in the world'. Well they also said the American's are refusing visas because the people want to run away from Ghana. OK fine 'they' didn't say. For that one, I am saying.

So they say, they say is done. Your feedback  is most appreciated.  Thanks Yayra for the caption photo tho #muchlove... #Peace #theysay #letsgofam mcselasie           

A Birthday Throwback

Another week just about being exhausted. Have you made the best of it?  I did.  Atleast until Thursday, when the worst thing happened. That's not what today's post is about though.

Today's post is a throwback from 21st December last year. Its an 18th  birthday piece I wrote for Christine;  a former sister-in-law, sister, friend, bae, bff,  and all of that. 

Before I get on with the post though, as usual, SHOUTOUTS!
1st one is to the last person I texted last night; Enyam and Innocent her bae. :-!
Surely the subject of today's post deserves a shoutout as well. Holla Christine and Ray!!  #shouldntbedoingthis

AN 18th BIRTHDAY PIECE

Beauty is expensive but character is priceless the doctor said . The  mother stared, smiled and replied indeed, but a combination of the two is right here.
So silent and innocent, in my arms. As this girl grew, many, to their knees, they fell, each one falling victim to her charm, but to none did she give in. Mr right was on his way and she didn't miss him. She hit a bullseye when he arrived. Enough of the love chronicles cos I too fell by the side. Not really samthing I want to recall on a moonless night like now. Her skin so tan or brown.. I guess a mixture of both;caramel I suppose. A smile that makes all one's worries drift off in a boat of love. Through her eyes lies the path to a literal atmosphere of purity with the pseudonym soul. Of who do I blabber? Of her whose mere existence puts a smile on dozens of faces do I speak. Of her whose name resounds that of him whose birth We celebrate in 3 days do I speak. It is of Christine I speak..
Years have gone by, memories have been made..
Ones that made you smile and some that made you cry.
Times came when you got hurt so bad all you could do was sigh and ask God why.
Times when you couldn't take it anymore.
As you watched some of us chop one eight.
You just thought why do you have to wait so long.
Yet through it all u didn't hate.
As they say, if it's to be never then better late. 😆
So at long last you too your mmr3 has come.
Call me when it's time to cut the cake and pop the champagne.
And I must say welcome to the land of adulthood sweetie pie, it sucked here without you. Happy birthday..

That's it guys!  There are plans to start a story on here so stay posted. Lets keep the love! #Letsgofam!
@mcselasie