At the centre of the earth, lies the scepter of Humanity In this scepter lies a chequered political history Where the shackles and evil claws of colonialism paved way For the buoyant but inherent flaws of Nkrumaism Then like musical chairs, the reigns of power changed hands From the gun barreled military revolutions To the thumb nailed civilian resolutions Then came the final solution Of an uninterrupted democratic dispensation Elections became the only path after a bloody rickety past Voices from afar are watching, they are listening, they are waiting. That righteous path is also a cancerous trap Showing its tongue in global politics, like the venomous viper The horror in Zimbabwe , the carnage in Kenya , the protest in Pakistan Are the ashes of elections The politicians dream, became the populace nightmare The homes of peace succumbed to the ravages of war Vibrant cities crushed into desolate villages And naked Black power deepened brutal black poverty All in the horrific tale of elections Voices from afar are watching, they are listening, they are waiting. Electoral violence is only but a star studded movie Acted in the Hollywood ’s of visionless countries With politicians starring as war mongers Starting with the war of words and ending with the war of deaths With Journalists, barking as directors Spewing words but breathing fire With the security, waiting to be deployed To visit their machismo on innocent civilians With the civilians yearning to be hired To join the fight of political death Chances of that movie in Ghana is too strong to ignore Voices from afar are watching, they are listening, they are waiting Election 2008, Ghana ’s Political fate Hangs in the balance 51 years of political struggle still remains a puzzle But what is election when the dooms day scenario Cast a shadow on our country? What is election when we have our hopes on the ropes With the clouds of uncertainty forming, the waves of violence blowing Just waiting to belch into an inferno? What is election when friends become enemies? Journalists become pugilists? That is no election, but a horrific movie Election is election when politicians, journalists, Agree to disagree on development issues Election is election when the winner extends an olive branch to the loser Tapping his knowledge and ideas for the development of the country Election is election when the loser taps the shoulder of winner, Cursing his luck for not becoming the winner, But believing there is always tomorrow Voices from afar, are those voices yet unborn But whose future depends on this election They are watching, they are listening, they are waiting Author: Nathan Gadugah