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HOLD IT, ... fake men of God.

The act of revealing a message of divine truth, is said to be prophecy whereas a prophet is the one who speaks of such divine inspiration.

During the times of old, some nations were ruled by prophets who carried direct messages from God above until there was a change of mind by the governed, to have a king who will lead them to wars, who they can trust and give them their sovereignty. This gave birth to democracy (government of the people, by the people, for the people - Abraham Lincoln).

But prophets’ still lives on because God still lives and that spirit is never dead because, it is a divine prophecy which will abound in our time (Joel 2 vs. 28, Revelations 22 vs. 6). who serve as the mouth-piece of God revealing what has been revealed to them: being in the past, live or future to those who the message goes for. The fact that the spirit of God hovers amongst us does not mean that the enemy is asleep. He has also made special arrangements to meet that. He has prepared his people who will hide under the invisible wings of his, pretend to behave they are for the light but Jesus said it all: “by their fruits, we shall really know who they are”

Recently, there was a prophecy the world is coming to an end yet we see and live on it as it was. We heard from the lips of some of these “so called” men of God that some of our ministers and Members of Parliament will die, yet they still enjoy salt under this sun, only lamenting badly about increment in their pays and passing laws which favors if a specific group, or the mass majority who voted them into power, only God knows.

Another man just pops up and give his prophecy out that the current president will share the same fate as his predecessor: all because we are in a democratic dispensation. Why this time? Why Ghana again? Why no one else but Mahama? Has he forgotten that the prophet who prophecy the doom of the nation, when the nation is doomed he also lives in it? Today, we hear them fighting about prophecies: one claiming the other stole his prophecy. Is this argument sound? Honestly, it is ill in logical reasoning.

Why is that our father muslims do not prophecy so? What of the traditionalists, or have their gods gone mute this time? The Kofi OO Kofi powers, Akonedi, Asuo Tano, I mean where are they? Is it because they do not have money for airtime on the media? I trust Christianity is the best among the lot but some men of God are overdoing it. Forcing God to speak at times He's having his breakfast or in a meeting with the Angels. These men are not really called. Immediately they receive a flash (a s.l.i.g.h.t vision), they come, proclaim aloud they have been called by ELYON: Hell NO! You need to wait upon the Lord and grow in grace and your talent. It is about time the Christian Council and these peoples' parents advice them and individuals sit them down and COUNSEL them and instill some discipline in them. Have they realized they are gradually tearing the nation apart? We are tired of them.Have they forgotten as James said that they will account for all deeds?

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FRAUD DOMINATING THE MINDSET OF LADS IN THE CENTRAL REGION.

Early 2000, it was unclear when I first heard the word, "SAKAWA". As a youngster, I took it upon myself to know what it entails through questionnaire. By then, it was the elderly ones' who were seen and heard of endulging in such transactions with their penpals outside the country.

 Now, it has become so much renowned and fashionable among the younger generation; that even a twelve year old boy can give a vivid description of it and the number of "mugus" (penpals) he has and chat daily with them online.

 I was amazed hearing three junior high pupils from the public schools of about thirteen to sixteen years, gossip about this business (as they call it), on their way to school last month at Nkwanta in the Central Region, near Agona Swedru. It was around 7.00 am and the older one amongst them boasted of knowing the "new clients and fresh sites that mugus (the name given to white friends)" are found and the format to capture the attention of the clients and make drain their pockets afterwards.

 His chat went on for about thirty minutes nonstop. To my dismay, he even boasted of his latest achievements of helping his peers get money from the their white friends many times. "Though some mugus are stubborn, but we eventually grab them and they later send some dollars and electronic machines within a few days", he said. "All you have to do is to look SHARP" and persuade them with more "vibes". Another boy told his story, that he is only sent by his senior brothers to get them credit cards, to chat with their clients on phone or sometimes online. At other times too, he go out to check if the internet links in the cafés are working, then he comes back to pick their laptops and arrange for them to start working in the evenings specifically. 

The towns and cafés they do these deals were not mentioned. This, has become the daily routine for many children within Agona Swedru and its suburbs, Kwanyako, Nyarkrom, Bawjiase, Kasoa and the nearby towns for a couple of years now, leading many of them being school dropouts, failure during examinations for the fact that the child does not pay maximum attention to his books and evetually, graduate into holliganism, streetism, drugtrafficking and the likes. Last two weeks Tuesday, I had a chat with a 19year old boy who has no interest in schooling because "its a waste of time", he said. He told me he completed J.H.S two years ago and he's content with it for the fact that he can read and write.

 "I completed J.H.S last two years and its okay". "Am a businessman". Don Sketches, as he said was his name, had a tattoo of a human skull on the right hand. He had some rubber bands on his right hand, wearing a white T-Shirt, a pair of black jeans and birkenstock. In his white shirt was written, "Y3 P3 SIKA, WOSE SKULL". Seeing these inscriptions, made me draw closer to him in a friendly manner and after his phone call, we started our chat which lasted for eighteen minutes.

 He told me he can earn dollars within a couple of days so, "why waste time in school, afterall, its only a piece of paper you get and even with that, you struggle so much before you get a job for yourself, noo, am my own boss now"! Immediately he gets the client, all he has to do is to see some "mokode"(a slang for spiritual consultants, especially mallams) to "put things together and after some days, money will be flowing in my accounts from the mugu". Speaking to some parents at Bawjiase and Kasoa they all accepted that, its becoming too much and that, today, you see some young guys in porsh cars, motorcycles and spending huge sums of money lavishly. 

They therefore suggested that, our spiritual leaders in Ghana, must intercede on behalf of these young ones. Ghana needs a lot of prayers, he said. An old woman of 58years who refused to disclose her identity said that his 20year old son no longer sleep at home. From morning to evening, he hangs out with his peers and always busy going up and down, from café to café. She said it was her intention to make his son learn a vocation but refused immediately he joined that company after school, though he had a good grade, but there was no money to send him to the university so the government must see to these emerging problems and other children who are always looking for quick money within the region.

THE DOOMED YOUTH OF OUR TIME!

Gone are the days when some speeches were hard to be spoken. Gone are the days when some deeds were rare among the youth.

Indeed, we are living in a different world now. I live in a typical Ga community. With this aricle, I am not basing on only Gas but the youth of today in general, because "it is better nowhere". I came out of my room last week Friday at 11:47 p.m to buy some food after studying. It is about a mile from where I live to the main town and I normally walk. The "miracles" I saw were interesting to the extent that, I strolled for two good hours on the streets.

 After walking for about ten minutes, there was nothing good I saw or heard. If not "Oles3k3 ni w) ye" (do you know mad we are), it will be "Ony3" (your mother). What surprised me most was when I crossed a gutter and heard a girl of about five years say to the other, "Onye onu" and the other girl responded likewise. Two minutes later, I saw one boy of not more than 17 years having a dance with a girl of his age in a busy drinking spot where I intentionally entered to buy water which later turned into deep hugs and exchange of kisses. I crept slowly out of the place when a man saw me and asked if I needed "some drugs or a lady"? 

I quickly told him I bought some from the first joint, judging from how he approached me with convincive steps and that deceptive appearnce, he deduced it was one of the alternatives that brought me. He told me to pass-by for enjoyment anytime. 

I saw youngsters at age 17 - 22 (at most), hovering on the streets and exposing their illuminated sexual contours to attract "buyers" - how pathetic.

You would not believe my next picture I disclose but trust me, it was real. Fridays' like today, they really enjoy themselves so much. I saw women boozing under a gathering and both the young and old dificating under a bridge at another junction. So I asked myself; what do these people think they are doing? My question was later answered by an intoxicated middle aged man, "we are having fun"! No wonder there are numerous display of adverts of alcoholic beverages on our television and radio stations and these people are more than educated now. 

Surely, these adverts are contributing intensively to these behaviours exhibited by the youth of our time, coupled with lack of good parental care. Some of our parents are indisciplined themselves and having a corrupt mind so their offsprings pick up same character portraits as the saying in the Akan dialect goes, if a child does not resamble his mum, then the dad.

Under a huge dark tree as I was getting closer to the main town stood a group of young men, smoking cigarette and marijuana busily, and murmuring in groups of four or five. I realised these people do not care whoever comes or go for they did not chech who passed or came due to their busy talks and feeling "iy-re".

Is this the future our fathers' fought for? Is this the destiny of the unborn generation? Infact, our society today is"corrupt" and full of deviants. Discipline has been chased with heavy weapons such as disrespectfulness, truancy and streetism, fornication, drug addiction and many other social vices from the native Ghanaian community where the elderly did gather the younger ones and told heroic and Ananse stories to ginger their appetite in perceiving what is good and acceptable

The new media has now become a channel for educating people on preventing pregnancies through a thousand means and a million ways of enjoying yourself. It is about time the government and the National Media Commision put a  ban on these things and regulations guiding the duration inwhich some adverts are ran and how they should be ran as well as the minstry for civic education.

Our spiritual leaders must come in and intercede on behalf of this nation and the youth for God Almighty, to instill some fears in us that we may fear doing wrong because, some people found in our community are so much addicted to it that sitting down for twenty-four hours without doing wrong, becomes an abomination to the spirit that lives wihtin them else, Mother Ghana is doomed.  Let us all stand proud and stand tall to do something about this situation. God bless our Homeland Ghana.

NOTHING CAN REPLACE THIS FEELING.

I may be young

But atleast I know who I am

I may not know much 

But atleast, I know it because I feel it

When I see her, am content

And when she's out, I ruminate over those happy moments

Telling her how DEAR she is

Telling her how DEEP, her love is

Telling her how DEEP, her words sinks into my heart

Like the voices of many waters', 

Cascading from the hills and rocks to the hamlets' of our homes

How beautiful she smells

Like the fragrance from the cinnamon trees

So gorgeous and so unique in it's own way

Unarguable though I argue about nature

At my age, I may doubt myself, yet I dive

At my poignancy I may doubt, yet I know what it takes to love

Indeed, it is certain: NOTHING can replace this feeling

In my ears her name keeps clicking and that keeps me thinking

At a point I stop and smile to myself

Doubting about being in this spirit

Atleast, I know am in love 

A feeling too bully to describe

And he who feels it can know it best

And nothing can replace this feeling