The Observer

By: Naa Doodua Doodu She walked through the bustling streets with a radiant smile that masked the pain and sorrow she had carried for as long as she could remember. Love had always seemed like a distant dream, an illusion she could see but never grasp. Growing up, she longed for the warmth of family love, but it remained an …

By Naa Doodua Doodu At times when all hope is gone, I lose my reason. Looking back on all I’ve endured, surrender feels near. I wish God would take this cup from me— Yet not my will, but may His will be done. Suffering and pain are my daily companions, While joy feels distant, like a fleeting dream. The light …

On election day, I stood at the peak of confidence, convinced that victory was within my grasp. I had put in the work, rallied the members, and believed I had secured their support. Yet, as the results were announced, a wave of disbelief washed over me—I had lost, and not just narrowly, but by a significant margin. The whispers in …

Growing up as the son of an extraordinary man, I was surrounded by his aura of power and respect. His name was synonymous with success, and I proudly carried the weight of his legacy. It wasn’t just about admiration; it was an unspoken promise that his accomplishments would pave the way for my journey. When my father landed the deputy …

My father’s tales of overcoming obstacles and defying societal norms have always inspired me. He, along with his friends, fought tirelessly to create opportunities and push society towards progress. And all his hard work paid off when he achieved a prestigious position that was respected by all, regardless of their education level. As a child, I basked in the glory …

By: Don Pax Yesterday, I laughed at the elders Who poured palm wine on earth Speaking to shadows. Today, I find myself Counting your footprint in the dust. The market women say I am touched When they see me pause By your favorite yam stand, Testing the weight of words You will never test. My grandmother’s proverbs Dance different rhythms …

By: Naa Doodua Doodu Love is the daily meal I serve, But tears are the price I’ve paid, it’s hard to endure. Am I not worth the same kind of love I show? My heart pierced with thorns, despite all I’ve done to make it grow. Why make me feel not good enough when others say I’m fine? Why force …

By: Don Pax Like travelers who pass by a flowing spring, We barely notice the gift each day brings. Our souls at one point full of wonder and grace, Now glance through life’s surface at a fast pace. The well of essence, once so clear and pure, Daily neglect slowly grows incomprehensible. We chase the mundane, climbing worldly hills, While …

After thorough investigations proved my innocence, my parents, fed up with the constant false accusations, filed a defamation lawsuit against the neighbors who had championed the claims. During the court proceedings, the hotel manager, who had initially claimed the CCTV cameras were faulty, decided to review the footage. He discovered that the robbery’s mastermind was a member of the community—not …

  The police, skeptical of my parents’ claims, visited my school, unannounced and out of uniform to avoid drawing attention. They reviewed the records and found that I had participated in all my classroom activities and even the inter-house sports competition. After that incident, my parents decided it would be best for me to stay with my grandmother to shield …