Thursday, April 26th, 2018
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Human Relief All Stars
Took a short hop to Tamale
After a long haul flight to Accra
To the aroma of the Kukuo bakery
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First stop is Kpaling
An encounter so very brief
Honoured by the locals
We met the village chief
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The women came out in force
Their happiness was rife
We joined them at gushing wells
Yes, water really is life
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But football was the main force
Behold the beautiful game
We were awestruck by such talent
Back home it’s no way the same
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I yelled, “Over here Marcus!”
Circled by a group of three
Was really hailing our photo wizard
Kids thought ‘mark us’, was my plea
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Football in Bamvom and Moglaa
Pro touch coaching in Nanton Zuo
Matchday in Tolon
Game time in Agona Asafo
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Shaikhs Muhammad, Ali, Adam
Richard, Nizar, Waseem
Abdal, Hannan, Abu, Shaheed
Haruna, Marcus, Emdad, Kassim,
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They welcomed us Akwaaba
Our friends faces shine with gleam
We bid goodbye to Ghana
Nante yie proclaim the team
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© emdad Rahman
A gift to the people of Ghana…
We had a memorable week in Ghana coaching kids. The memories will last forever.
thanks for sharing!
It made me lookup google maps straight away to trace your journey.
for all the coaching, I’m sure you got just as much out of the trip as your hosts did.
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Great lines asnd what a great adventure …any pics Emdad …would love to feature this on the main home page here… please email me any images C
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28th April 2018 at 12:36 pm
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27th April 2018 at 2:07 pm
10th December 2019 at 11:47 pm
Hi Denys, it’s great to have another Toffee posting on Footy Poets. I haven’t contributed for some time, but if you click my name you’ll find some Everton poems going back several years.
Yes, now we’re all made up about the Chelsea result. And the return of the team spirit. And the two strikers formation.
21st November 2019 at 10:11 am
Thank you Al and Welcome to Football Poets..
Too often in the shadow and wake of Hillsborough, Bradford and Heysel, your powerful and emotive lines remind us of a tragic day when 66 died and many more were injured at Ibrox .
4th November 2019 at 9:51 am
great three lines Alex…table football..says it all
16th October 2019 at 10:50 pm
Kev….. the Rev, of that place that rhymes with Les Fridge!
23rd September 2019 at 6:39 pm
Lewis Carroll or Andy Carroll?
19th September 2019 at 4:41 pm
with our new website format, we can now all offer suggestions on top of this.
AE Housman or Peter Houseman?
Spike Milligan or Mike Milligan?
30th August 2019 at 2:19 pm
I really, really wish I’d thought of that closing line!
2nd August 2019 at 12:01 pm
Wow. That is a fantastic tale John.Thank you. Funny and sad but hysterical. You totally captured the vibe back then.I was too small to see in those huge crowds at the Bridge when i first went to Chelsea on Dec 25 ’57 (Chelsea 7-4 Portsmouth (when Greaves scored 4) but remember …ev’ry week so well …the old Peanut sellers chucking their peanuts to the crowd .And then us chucking our sixpences back .(Tanner a bag) And then stamping on them or chucking back the shells at our mates and the cops too. God Bless Mrs Michella the Crystal Palace peanut seller….and all long gone peasnut sellers.
28th June 2019 at 3:23 pm
We have one of these shirts Clik and it is beautiful.
Great poem for a boss shirt.
20th June 2019 at 2:37 pm
Lovely poem Rhys, and That Lone Ship looks a boss book.