Ama Ghana, land of gold,
Odomankoma's gift to Africa's fold,
Fertile soil, verdant forests deep,
Abundant rivers, sleeping mountains keep.
Blessed by the Almighty's caring air,
A sanctum of life, treasure rare.


But our greed and leaders' corrupt might,
Ravage this gift, in endless night.
Galamsey's whip, a plague unleashed,
Through bribes and deals, our future seized.

Thus, rivers once...