Campaign Message

Bottled up emotions that often come to mind. Painful deeds done to us which we could retaliate if done by others but have remained quiet although we have not forgiven them or let go can spark up depressive symptoms over a long time. Not forgetting the deeds of those who hurt us should not always remind and bring back the pain or hurt. Remembering the hurtful deeds should rather make us wiser- knowing what to put our capital in.   

Poem

I felt sad, he died having no child
His siblings, my uncles and aunties must bury him
I was tasked to secure the food for the funeral
I passed through the rain departing from Accra to Kumasi
Even the arranged car got broken so I bore an extra cost in hiring another car
The funeral is over, my expenses on food was not been reimbursed
I felt so bitter because it was not the arrangement
It was money I had planned for a project   
I am angry at them and myself
I could not press charges because these were my family elders
It’s been 3 weeks after the funeral
I have not returned to work
I have lost appetite for food
I feel sick but my medical exams showed nothing
 
 
 
By Stevenson Cleardark
Poet/ Mental Health Activist