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  INFAMOUS Cocoa Farmers at Bieni Cocoa Station❤ II A round of applause To the pushers of tipper trucks, and remover of prettier dross Our joy never stops, For your unsung works and songs Kudos bro! II He who rides a dangerous horse, Wakes with full force In order to set the table at all cost Infamous! We appreciate your brave course III He sleeps in a kiosk, Eager to make profit not loss Yet, life shows no remorse, To his toils Sorry boss, For not seeing your efforts IV Sweats seeping out of your skin pores, Hurts seeing you bending those iron rods But above all, You still make it to the top floor V Master builder of fine forts, You have really fought Regardless of your faults, Please don’t stop VI Break those walls, Bend the laws Call the shots, You are someone with a purpose VII Many talk all sorts, Calling you dealers of weed and tramadol But don’t they know paracetamol, Isn’t the only cure To your bruising sores VIII They say you abuse alcohol, After a

  BLACKOUT What’s in a world filled with insecurities? Our waterbodies brown like tea What’s in a world filled with injustices? No solution to the helpless citizenry The nation hard like WASSCE, Pockets filled with nothing Situations piling up like electricity bills, And nothing to amend this shit I beg no sympathy For my dark and lovely I beg no sympathy For my misery But it is what it is, Her sweet love extinguished She sacrificed hers for mine, By standing in the shadow so I could shine Gave up her last breath, Without her last words If anyone here can relate How it feels to lose a favourite Save me from this terrible fate, For it hurts seeing her cold face Help me stay alive and safe, Strengthen me with words of faith Death is venomous than a snake, Sharper than a fan blade Death brings disgrace, It fled home with my wife, Grace Death disguises in many ways, Intimidating us like the last days In a country filled with d