Sunday, 16 August 2015

SEPTEMBER- TO-REMEMBER-PROMO ( AN ART PROMO BY THE ARTIST CEP.Sefogah)


             A FREE PORTRAIT OF YOURSELF??? WOW!!!!
STONEBWOY

FOR A FUN, STEPHANIE


     I am not there yet but if I should get there then definitely it must be with you all, each step of the way. Our people say, "An Elder who eats at the market square and refuses to look back carries the basket home himself",taking a clue from this, i want to share the contents of my basket with everyone else.
SOME OF MY ARTWORKS
SOME OF MY ARTWORKS
    I realized that I have been blessed with many Talents, and among these is the gift of art ( drawing and creativity) and in my quest to become exceptionally good at this gift, I have decided to give away 50 portraits to 50 lucky winners selected randomly for liking and supporting, and sharing and hyping me in the field of art. All you have to is to follow us on Instagram and Twitter @cepsefogah, on Facebook, like our page CEP.Sefogah, and keeping liking and commenting on our artworks especially constructive criticisms, and invite more people to follow us on as many of these platform as you can and BINGO!!!!! you could be a lucky winner of your own portrait. well drawn and framed without having to pay a pesewas or dollar. Cool and Too-Good-To-Be-True, huh? Well then what are you waiting for.Grab this opportunity to win a PORTRAIT in the month of September. IT is A-September-To-Remember Promo With CEP.Sefogah.

MY BISHOP & HIS WIFE, BISHOP LARTEY.

Wednesday, 8 July 2015

HOPE (... in the fight against Malaria)

Hope
In expectancy they pray
In the quest to quench their hunger they moan
the pain they feel is so excruciating they die before they even see daylight
they are like us
they yearn to be free
if only they could liberate themselves
If only they could do it all by themselves.
they are alive but dead to their very self.
Mothers no longer see their babies grow into teenagers
For death snatches them away from their mothers chest so innocently
just the other I heard a story that made me feel so sorry
How must we not worry about their sorrow,
How can we as a people just move on as if it is all right.
Hundreds of thousands of life perish annual, yes,
the facts exist to prove me right.
Malaria, how long before you became a nightmare of our past?
Born out of the stillness of water,
Hatched by a lava so tiny, a grain of sound even weighs heavier than you,
Yet you breed one of the most deadly insects that inflicts a parasite whose only goal is to send thousands of its victims into the icy hands of death.
Oh PLASMODIUM, a canker I yearn to conquer, we have courts and social justice systems powerful enough to build mighty prisons to hold our own kinds for their wrongs, yet we can’t sentence this little mayhem to total annihilation,
But there is hope, For we are each other’s keeper. Hope is what makes them live, those children and their mothers,
All we have to do is just to extend a hand of help to them
Who knows they might hold the key to the answers that we long search someday.
let us not forget that our finger prints don’t cleaned form the lives we touch. 

...about my Orign


I believe strongly that there is an extension of the supreme being in each person, and that the God whom we so earnestly seek is not One in a building called a worship center, a chapel, synagogue,mosque or shrine. But in us and in everything else around us. There is no true religion other than ones own beliefs. That is what keeps us going as individuals and an extension of The great one. You give credit to your ancestors and call them patriarchs, name places, buildings and institutions in memory of them. Yet you tell me to renounce mine and follow yours. You claim my ancestors were idol worshipers and that they were evil, so i should break any link i have with them and accept that of Yours. Forgetting that someday i too will become an ancestor to my descendants. It is believed that those who reject their ancestors and ancestry will also be rejected by their descendants. I believe i am journeying towards a journey of Enlightenment, and that i don't need to renounce my ancestry or forget everything good my traditions have taught me. For now it may seem that i have accepted everything you are saying but i only take what is good to add to what i have that is good. My ancestry is my Tradition and my tradition my Identity. 
My name is YAW BESAH EDZORDZI SEFOGAH Chris Parker, and i am An AFRICANIST.

A Simple man with Simple Wishes

I'm like you.
 Yes me too am like you.
sometimes too i feel lonely.
 I feel i may never cross that finish line.
Yes i sometimes feel alone and empty inside.
 I am just an ordinary  person  extraordinarily endowed.
 And just like you i also dream and yearn for a simple world with simple pleasures, and wishes:
The touch of a loved one,Gentle strokes at the back by a loved one.
That my face may be looked upon by her,
 That she sees the pain in my eyes and know that yes I too am afraid.
Afraid of not death or failure but of losing her.
In short I too am like you. i yearn to love and be loved.
That my son may grow up with his father at his side and mother at the other.
And then give myself completely and wholly to a woman.
One i will never leave either in this life or the other.
 Love never dies,
Though guided by the heart yet wasted by the head,
 It never dies.
Someday i too will find one.

Monday, 6 July 2015

GENESIS, MY JOURNEY!!!


Genesis was the beginning of a journey I made through my fantasies…
Where bred…
Out of my Curiosity and promiscuity…, has led me down a path of uncertainty.
But in sincerity I stand as an abnormality in times of adversity.
My range of adaptability stretches beyond the scope of their expectancy.
YES!!!
Because I am a man of ambiguity and rich diversities.
Like encyclopedia’s emphasis…, I
In ambiguity, specific distinctive interpretations are permitted with a degree of clarity,
In difficulty I am a form an interpretation at a desired level of specificity.
Where as in terms of adorability
They compare me with relentless alacrity to nature’s beauty
Were it not for the atrocity of social injustice committed at such levels of austerity few would have heard of my personality.
What a barbarity that..
In an era of civilized humanity.
Dishonesty and disloyalty has striped us off our ability and rationality to exhibit any form divinity. But weep no more because I have erased any form of inferiority…,
leveled the gap equality
And ensured absolute equity,
For I have made a journey of GENESIS into the UNCERTAINTIES of my FANTESIES.
But truth be told, GENESIS is a journey I never even made,
just a fragment of my imaginative CREATIVITY.

Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Economic Crisis


Soon the forth democratic republic of Ghana too will collapse. A very promising and upcoming civilization will collapse again. it will because soon there will be such a horrifying gap between the rich and the poor that, chaos will arise. Great civilizations collapse only because the gap between the "haves" and "have nots" was too great. And Ghana is on that cause. We have proven once again that history, repeats it's cause because we do not learn from it.we only memorise historical dates and names, and not the lessons. I wonder why cost of living should go up in a well educated society with a government, well it is really simple, it's fear and desire(Greed).

That is why the Doctor will demand an increase in salary to cater for his large family size, and the teacher who teaches the doctors kids will not understand and also demand an increase, and the police will also do same and the "trotro driver", lawyer, journalist photographer, the market woman, that poor farmer and even the "blackstars" and the "koko seller" too, why wouldn't ECG, Water company and others also demand more to pay their employers and why wont government also demand an increase in salary to pay its workers as well?  It is not solely the government's fault that things are like this- You and I started it, it is only you and I that can stop it.