An Ode to an Egg

Oh, the humble egg, a marvel of creation,
In the African and Ghanaian nation.
From the bustling markets to the village square,
The egg's presence is felt everywhere.

In the land of Ghana, where the sun shines bright,
The egg brings joy from morning till night.
It's a symbol of life, a treasure to behold,
A culinary delight, worth more than gold.

From the fufu and banku to the jollof rice,
The egg adds flavor, oh, what a spice!
Fried or boiled, scrambled or poached,
In every dish, its presence is approached.

In the savannahs and forests, where wildlife roam,
The egg is a symbol of hope and home.
From the nests of birds to the crocodile's lair,
New life emerges, a promise so fair.

Oh, egg of Africa, with your shell so white,
You bring nourishment, morning and night.
In your oval form, secrets lie within,
A world of possibilities, ready to begin.

So let us celebrate this humble creation,
In the African and Ghanaian nation.
For in the egg, we find nature's grace,
A symbol of life, in every place.