There She Goes

There she goes

Clothed in gold but covered in mud

Framed with disgrace yet full of grace

Ill painted with fornication

And awaiting to be crowned with a protruding belly But

Early before the sun rise, she swings her waist

Before glittering eyes, beaming with anger

Iced in fear, she limps on a leg

With a pot placed on her head

But her smile shone brighter than the sun

A symbol of beauty she was

She passed the test of tradition

With many unanswered questions clinged to her success

Time after time she will be head lined

As the line between man and the gods

For none has ever defied the gods

And lived to write their biography

Slowly, she retracts her steps majestically

Into the mouth of the river

Over the banks are jeering inhabitants

Waiting for her to be swallowed whole

Into the belly of the sacred river god

But she walks on the water lightly like a feather

A proof of her innocence which could be tested all over her face

Right from the on set

Then suddenly I emerged from nowhere

Took the pot from her head

And filled it with contents of the sacred water

Carried her shoulder high and walked 

Through the flooded path towards home

 Used or abused probably, Only the gods could vindicate 

But she was a miracle I held in my sleep

And I still wander if such beauty could ever be contained

On this earth, then I heard a voice in my head

"It was just a dream" but I hope to visit

again someday soon just to see how the story goes

And maybe write the end of this beautiful story

A poem by S Kojo Frimpong

AHMADIYYA

Yesterday, God sent me a poem

A madrigal beautifully crafted

From the muds of Eden

I prayed for a godsend

But He epitomized His artistry through the beautiful art of work

Wonderfully and beautifully sculptured to me as a present

Prepared to haul into the future with me 

But tomorrow is never certain 

Because the world is brightened by darkness

The night has become the light of the day 

But she moonshines the twilight with her smile

Burning a mile away from heaven

Cooling my gates of hell

Yell her name "Ahmadiyya" and with the sound of trumpets,

Heavens will tremble with joy

Amidst thick clouds of dust

As Angels and demons stomp their feet

In attention position on the clouds

Flooding the earth with downpours

I can't depict what greeted my sights

In this poetry of the Creator

As much as I try to read 

Most of the lines are metaphors

Discernible but hard to figure out

The entire contents and essence 

But from head to toe was she shrouded in a veil

And she seeks the creator from the face of the West

With her head buried in the sand

I don't know what God looks like

But I know for sure that

God is a poem, a beautiful story

Written to us in our sleep

For our eyes are too sightless

To see the real grandeur

Of the creator's writings in molding these daughters of Eve

Written By;

S Kojo Frimpong

A Nation Falling To Pieces

 Ever heard of untold stories before?

Before the beginning of time,

Time never lived here

So we placed our trust in no one

But the clocks in our minds

One day, our nation shall rise

Rise again

But it falls again in the end

What shall become of our dreams

Of flying high above like an eagle?

The country, we both love, is falling into pieces

The country, Kwame Nkrumah, formed on the dead bodies of warriors,

With the sweat and blood of our forefathers

Is now left rotting to nothingness

It is breaking down in front of us like the walls of Jericho

So tell me how can a country fly like it is supposed to

If it keeps sinking in the quick sand?

A Poem Written by, S Kojo Frimpong

Valar Morghulis

 Valar Morghulis, that is what she said to me

Our love was eternity yet you stripped

The cloak of immortality

You see,our love was never meant to die

But all men must die and return

Back to their creator in dust

As he sits on the heavenly throne

Watching you atone for your deeds

Our love knew no boundaries

So where from this border?

At this same busy bus stop 

I booked your flight

Our speeding train became static 

And moved nowhere

A destination so unknown yet very familiar

In the abyss of every broken heart

If everything that has a beginning

Has an end, then there are no immortals

So I scream in my deepest silence

Valar Morghulis, Valar Morghulis

Is there something you can't ever take?

You make love an endless voyage

Because it is a course no man can undertake

A distance no man can overtake

Yet we all endeavour and end up with a heart to devour

Because love these days is a game

You can never win without money and fame

By S Kojo Frimpong

I AM

 Sometimes my writings even scare me

but I write what's deeper than the oceans

And that might make you think I don't know God

But "I Am that I Am 

because

 I have the “I Am” in me

I Am Kojo

And I am not God

Neither bigger than God

But I am just a body of art

A masterpiece of craft

That defines

The "I Am”

I am not perfect but my creator is

And that is why we portray

The grand alchemist

In many different ways

That always lead to the same way,

 The truth and the light

Nobody goes to the Father

Except through you

So be the best that you are meant to be

Be the best of you, to be

The "I Am"

FEARLESS; A Short Story

Out of the crowd gathered at the scene, He came out of nowhere,stood in front of the armed robbers Unarmed. Spoke out loud with confidence and boldness. One could feel a burning flame in the words that came out of his mouth. And in his eyes one could see the look of an angered beast trying to unleash from within him. Just one cold stare at the robbers sent shivers and cold through their spines. Right in front of the crowd was I with a gun pointed at my head. With four men armed to the teeth threatening to run a bullet through my brains. With a cold smile I spoke out loud

"What makes you think I fear death anyway

I have held live bodies in my arm and watched them turn cold

I watched as life bodies turn lifeless

Even to the extent of helping some go quick

I gave them quick and painless death

I dare you pull that trigger right now

For I have seen worse than this

And worse than this I have done

I watched people in the eye,and they felt colder than death itself

I don't care about where I will die,when,and how I will die

We shall all be carried shoulder high to six feet below

The ground in our wooden self contained

Even if the guns do not talk to the skies when I am gone,

Heavens will talk to the earth with a deep mighty roar"

With this one of the gun men shockingly left his weapon on the ground. I walked to him took the gun and gave it back to him. He was shaking as if being kept in a deep freezer already. I continued

"Kill me,I am not alive

Take my life,I have none

My life is less,I am lifeless

I love my life, its distasteful

Pity me not,I pity you

Brave hearts,Cowards! You are'

Bravery is standing on your own with out help

 Bravery is standing up for others

Helping less the helpless

Is cowardice,think twice

These people are helpless against your arms

Spare them and take mine,I have nothing"

As I spoke I went closer,held the Ak 47 riffle and pointed it to my head, shot I ordered. And there he stood shivering with his riffle in hand and sweating like it was raining on him. Walking to him he shouted

"Move no further or you will force me to shot"

"I...I...I...mean it" he continued stammering

Still moving forward as he was unheard of but right in front of me he stood. He shot and missed even though I was close enough to him. I smiled calmly stretched my hands and held the gun,pointed it to the ground and ordered the hostages to go. Seeing to it that all hostages are freed,I turned the guns back pointing at me. One attempted attacking from behind but without looking back I grabbed him by the neck and there we stood with his legs dangling in the air. His colleagues upon seeing this took to their heels. Sooner had they left than the police arrived on the scene, cuffed him and drove away. They were just on time to save the dangling man from suffocating. With an applause from the crowd I jumped back on my bike and disappeared with a flash in the dark. Later that evening it was announced the other three accomplices were found tied at the entrance of the police station. And on the news papers articles that read

I don't know that man neither have I heard of him but what he did back there was what I term as foolishness not,Rather it was fearlessness,heroism,and bravery,recklessness, but in the end he saved us all

Written BY

S Kojo Frimpong

The New Musical Queen From Ashaiman, Meet Quen Debz

  In love with music her whole life, Deborah Osei joined the entertainment scene officially, in 2017 under the moniker Quen Debz. Intrigued with stage crafts and great musical records and making crowds of people dance, she taught herself how to blend modeling and making music. From listening to radio shows, watching dance moves on YouTube and numerous fashion shows, She further mastered this craft and was able to bring smoother designs and style in beauty cosmetics. Growing up in a predominately popular Hiphop, Afro Fusion and Reggae Dancehall environment, Quen Debz naturally embraced the culture and started writing her own songs and also seeking most help from Lyriqalbeatz in composing and writing her own songs

In 2017, Quen Debz rocked the college scene and slowly gained a fan base which led her to dominate the college market, especially in Danbesco. With her roots lying in Ashaiman Tulaku, She traveled back and forth to do special events and hood parties.Quen Debz hosted several pool parties and events. This familiarized her with all aspects of the entertainment business.

This gave her the spotlight of being signed by one big record label but things didn't work out as expected so she started her own movement by deciding to create her own Team with the help of Lyriqalbeatz Gh, S Kojo Frimpong ( Kay Pee The President), and her family who have been very supportive in her musical career.

Since June 25 2000 that she was formally introduced into the world by birth, Quen Debz has always been different. Her passion and determination to become famous has always been clear. She has one video doing well on You Tube dubbed Mona Moblɛ and the audio also doing well on various streaming platforms as well. 

You can follow her on all social media platforms Quen Debz to find out more about her latest and upcoming projects