A PLATINUM ODE
Agoo!! Agoo!! Shhh!! Shhh!!
What is this that I hear? What is this that I feel?
I can sense excitement in the air.
There is music and merry making
They chatter away with joyous voices
In my curiosity I drew near
Behold, there stood the seat of knowledge
Odomankoma’s own Suapon KNUST
A city within a city, built on the land of the Ashanti Kingdom of Ghana
As I drew nearer, I could hear voices
The whispers were that of praise
Praise for a mother.
Praise for the mighty oak
The tree whose branches know no bounds
And offers shelter to all and sundry
From the North to the South
Continued from the East to the West
Across the continent and beyond the seas
They have all come,
Gathered together to celebrate her goodness
They recounted of her many exploits
That she just turned 3 scores and 10.
The bearer of bearers has chalked 70 years
The citadel of wisdom has aged
Has aged graciously in admiration
She is supple and fresh and has not lost her charm
The mother hen that nurtures many still has a mission
The bearer of nation bearers has not lost her passion
Your influence on your generation is immeasurable
I see it in your many offspring and how well placed they are in society
Sowing seeds in their various fields of endeavor
I know of the offspring from your first born, artists and technologists.
Of your other offspring have emerged teachers and innovators
I am very much aware of the entrepreneurs and the socialites
I have been told of the scientists and engineers and all the other professionals birthed
And the excellence they portray everywhere they go
Though you have attained the creators prescribed old age,
I know, yes I know that you are not done with us
That you will remain fertile forever,
That you would continue to conceive nation builders
That being the sage you are, your exploits will continue to be touted to the ends of the world
What shall I do in return for your love, what can I say for your immense impact. I can eulogize you for days unending and hail you till the rains come
But there is tomorrow and so must words end at dawn.
I only have this to offer, a token of gratitude, a platinum ode....Composed by Marian Asantewah Nkansah on 22nd October,2021
