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Lady Gaga, lion's milk and parents; these are things that the street children we work with write poems about. In 2017, we started working with poetry writing to empower street children's voices - and as a way for them to be heard. Two volunteers with academic experience in literary studies came up with the idea, which is now a regular part of our partner's teaching of street children in Accra. The project is called Poetic Empowerment,\u00a0<\/em>and we sell here<\/a> a collection of poems that the volunteers have created with the street children. In 2018, they wrote poems every month, which were displayed on 20 November as part of the Children's Day celebrations.<\/p>\n

In 2018, our partner Catholic Action for Street Children (CAS) taught no less than 789 boys and 748 children to read and write: \"Poetry readings, singing and drama have helped the children gain confidence, communicate more effectively and learnt how to work together as a team,\" says CAS.<\/p>\n

Hear their voices as expressed in poetry:<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>

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Respect Your Husband
\n<\/span>\/Poem by Benice<\/span><\/h4><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>
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I know some girl
\nShe does not respect
\n<\/span>Mother, father, family
\nAnd get five marriages
\n<\/span>Five children<\/p>\n

She sits down
\nAnd she thinks
\nThat my friends gets one Husband
\n<\/span>Three children
\n<\/span>But me
\nI get five husbands
\n<\/span>Five children
\nThat five children\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

She go to look for her destiny
\nWhen the pastor see her<\/p>\n

That old lady I'm talking about\u00a0<\/span>She was wounded
\n<\/span>She was smelling
\nShe lived in the forest for 30 years
\n<\/span>And she never took a bath\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The girl stays with the old
\nlady for three days
\nThe old lady performed a
\nspell, the old lady gets
\nA cow thigh and give it to the girl
\nThe girl take the cow thigh<\/p>\n

The girl, place the cow
\nthigh front of the lion's cage.<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div>

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And the pastor says
\n\"I see that girl before\"
\nI don't have any help
\n<\/span>To help her<\/p>\n

So the pastor couldn't tell her
\nto her face
\nAnd the pastor decide
\nHe gives her a direction
\nshe can't do
\n<\/span>And the pastor tell her
\nGo and bring me a lion's
\nbreast milk\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And the girl turned
\nand leave
\nAnd the girl said
\n<\/span>Me, I do not have any strength
\n<\/span>The lion eats when the
\nlion baby drink breast milk\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The girl layed on the ground
\nAnd crawled to the lion
\n<\/span>and took the lions breast
\nand pured the milk into a bottle\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The girl went back home
\n<\/span>And she went to the pastor
\nWhen the pastor saw the girl<\/p>\n

The pastor shouted the
\ngirls name:
\n\"EY! BENICE! YOU CAME
\nBACK! SO NOW GO!
\nYou marry one man\"<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div>

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To bring a lions breast milk
\n<\/span>So I'm going to kill myself<\/p>\n

The girl goes into a deep forest
\nAnd decide to hang herself
\nWhen the girl take the rob
\nto her neck
\nSome old lady shout
\n\"DON'T KILL YOURSELF! I
\nWILL HELP YOU.
\n<\/span>But before I help you, you help me,
\nYou sleep with me in one bed
\nWe eat from one plate
\nWe drink from one cup\"<\/p>\n

Every man who sees the
\ngirl wants to Marry her
\nBut now she came to get
\nPlenty of money
\nPlenty of houses
\nPlenty of cars\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

So the girl became rich
\n<\/span>And built many houses
\n<\/span>And brought many cars\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The story so far should
\ngive respect
\n<\/span>To the man she lives with
\n<\/span>And the family as a home<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>

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A girl who live on the street
\n\/Poem by Gertrude, Cindy and Monica<\/span><\/h4><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>
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When I was a child
\nMy mother took care of me
\nShe gave me everything I wanted
\nLater she left me Alone
\nSo I did not know what to do
\nAt the age of 12 years
\nMy lovely mother died<\/p>\n

A Woman called me
\nAnd said don't worry, I will take care of you
\nSo in Kumasi the woman sell food
\nI was staying there for a few months<\/p>\n

That place will be a help to get money
\nSo Lady GaGa left me there
\nI was soo angry
\nAnd I don't have money
\nI had to sleep with a guy<\/p>\n

So I met a guy called Beautiful
\nHe told me about Cas
\nAnd said
\nWill I go with him?<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div>

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The woman started treating me badly
\nSo I ran away from Kumasi
\n<\/span>And I got missing
\nI don't know the place I went<\/p>\n

I met a girl called
\n<\/span>Lady GaGa
\n<\/span>She called me, Hji Hji,
\n<\/span>Small girl where are you going this night
\n<\/span>And I said
\n<\/span>I don't have anywhere to stay
\nSo she gave me place to sleep<\/p>\n

Early in the morning
\n<\/span>She wake up and called me
\nGirl, girl get up, we are going to Kaneshie
\n<\/span>And I said yes, I will go with you
\n<\/span>So now im in Cas
\n<\/span>
\nIm in sponsorship
\nCas have helped me a lot
\nSo help me to say thank you to Cas
\nNow see my life
\nOOO LO LO LO LO!<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div>

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\/Poem by Cletus<\/span><\/h4><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>
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I was nine years
\n<\/span>When I came to the streets
\nI came from Kumasi
\nAnd live at Kanta now<\/p>\n

I came to the streets in 2009
\nI was nine years
\n<\/span>I have three sisters
\nI have four brothers<\/p>\n

My father is in Accra, he lives in Madina
\nI live in Kanta
\nI colour jeans and sell them
\n<\/span>I earn 5 cedi for on pair of jeans
\nI sell plenty<\/p>\n

Im 18 years old
\nI was in class six
\n<\/span>When I stopped going to school
\nI was selling peer water<\/p>\n

My name is Cletus Darko<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div>

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\/Poem by Linda Amakye, Hopeland<\/span><\/h4><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>
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I helped someone
\n<\/span>In selling foods
\nShe treated me bad
\nThen she threw me
\n<\/span>Out through the door
\nWay\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

That moment, I missed
\nMy home
\nMy daddy's love, I'm
\n<\/span>Not a partaker of<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div>

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Life on the street
\n<\/span>\/Poem by Osei Emmanuel, Hopeland<\/span><\/h4><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>
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Many people on the street have two or three reasons why they are there
\nThere're all kinds of different people on the street
\n<\/span>They all have different back grounds and ideas
\nThe same way we have people who are willing to make something beneficial from the street
\nOthers are also there just because there is freedom\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>

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\/Poem by Kingsley, Hopeland<\/span><\/h4><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>
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The day I came to the streets
\n<\/span>I was having some four friends
\n<\/span>The first day I came to the streets
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

I was with my mother before I came to the street
\n<\/span>And the day I decided to go to the street
\nOne of my friends told me
\nWe should go swim at a worker at our village
\n<\/span>My friend told me
\n<\/span>She have some place
\n<\/span>I would enjoy<\/p>\n

I was not happy with my mother
\n<\/span>My mother and father was fighting
\nI told my friend
\n<\/span>I will follow you on the streets
\nI came with my younger brother
\nCalled Francis<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div>

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The day I came the streets
\nI slept at Kasoa
\nI saw men and women fighting
\nAnd that day was Monday<\/p>\n

And I remembered my mother and father fighting
\n<\/span>I wanted to tell my friend
\nWe should go back<\/p>\n

My brother told me, he is hungry
\n<\/span>We don't have money
\n<\/span>My friend went and begged food
\n<\/span>For my brother<\/p>\n

Next day
\nMy friend told me
\nWe should come to CAS
\n<\/span>That is the end of my story<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div>

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How I became a street boy
\n\/By Hopewell, Hopeland<\/span><\/h4><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>
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\r\n\t\t\t

Long ago, I was living with my grandmother at Darkuman. Life was very smooth with me and
\nall of a sudden, my grandmother died a mysterious death and I was very sad about how my
\nlife was going to be. Even though my parents were alive but how my grandmother act towards
\nme was very interesting and it makes me happy. So, the day my grandmother died, I got lost
\ncontrol. But in all that my father came to pick me to his place and took care of me. My father
\nprovides me everything I need to be happy in life. I was schooling, and everything was
\nfantastic for me, but always my father is busy going to work leaving me alone in the house. I
\nonly see my father on weekends. I was not happy about that, so I decide to go to my mom at
\nAccra my father refuse to let me go. One day, I tried to escape to go and search for my mom,
\nbut I couldn't find her. I then went back to my father's palace, when my father got to know
\nabout the escape he punished me with a faulbelt. My next attempt to escape, I couldn't find
\nher, so, I decide not to go home, course I know my dad will punish me again. And then I saw
\ntwo boys and joined them. That's how I became a street boy. So let us have time for our ward
\nand not to punish them severely but to advice or talk to them. Thank you.<\/p>\n\r\n\t\t<\/div>\r\n\t<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>

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