There’s an Akan proverb that says, “Sɛ ɛfie porɔ a, saa na ɔman no nso yɛ,” meaning: if the home is rotten, so will be the nation. Ghana, once the hope of a continent and the beacon of black sovereignty, is fast becoming a shell of its former self stripped of vision, looted of dignity, and betrayed by those sworn to protect its soul.
“When you cut out the brain, strength is useless.” That is Ghana today, a nation with boundless potential, abundant natural wealth, and a youthful population, yet crippled by a failure to think, plan, and preserve.
What nation, in its right mind, trades away its lithium a 21st-century gold mine for a mere 3% royalty while foreign conglomerates mine the future into their pockets? What leaders, blinded by power and short-term political gains, build empires called political parties instead of building hospitals, schools, industries, and dignity? This is not leadership. This is auctioneering a nation under the hammer of self-interest.
Hospitals in Ghana rot not because there are no doctors or resources, but because those in charge of public funds those who call themselves leaders never intended to lie on those hospital beds. Their children don’t school there. Their illnesses don’t get treated there. Yet, it is the taxes and tears of the poor they use to pay for their foreign flights and five-star treatments. The result? A nation on its knees, where the poor survive not on systems but on prayer.
Business? Gone.
Foreigners control the markets. From groceries to gold, Ghanaians are now tenants in their own economy. Their only escape? Daring the desert, the sea, and racism in foreign lands that never wanted them hoping for greener pastures that often end in graves, prisons, or refugee camps. And when their strength fails, they crawl back home, broken and discarded only to meet the same Ghana they fled from.
Ghana is bleeding not from war, but from betrayal. Our leaders have sold sovereignty like cheap fabric at Makola. Our people, caught in survival mode, chant a dangerous mantra: “Let’s eat everything today, for tomorrow is uncertain.” What future can grow from such poisoned soil?
The youth, instead of inheriting hope, are handed over to despair. Our future is mortgaged, our resources are plundered, and our conscience, dead. Ghana has no plan. Ghana has no long-term thinking. Ghana has no brain and as such, strength means nothing.
We were the Black Star. Now we are a flickering light, barely visible under the weight of greed and mediocrity. Ghana must wake up. We must reclaim our intellect, our vision, and our discipline. If we do not, then we must prepare our children not for opportunity, but for struggle, displacement, and a future spent scavenging the remnants of what was once a great nation.
Ghana is not poor. Ghana is not weak. Ghana has simply cut out its brain. Until we restore it through bold leadership, honest citizenship, and national purpose we are not going anywhere.
Not forward. Not free. Not whole.
Suomi 
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