A poem for Soulama Abdoulaye

All that enters time’s space leaves at a time

Day, night comes; none takes other’s place

Evening precedes noon at its time and pace

After night surely comes day with no space

The smiling sun shines bright at day

The moon brightens the dark at night

So light and stars don’t dim anyhow

They have reasons and seasons

Thus times come when one has to bow

To bow in joy no matter the pain is gain

No gain comes without pain; so it has

Been for the true son of Burkina Faso

Soulama Abdoulaye; Soulama Abdoulaye

Truly committed; respected national goalie

One time best goalie in Ghana; certainly

One that Burkina-Ghana sees as reliable

Ghana-Burkina has good ties

Ties as friendly neighbours no doubt

Many things we doth share and like

Not least, our pure love for football

A sport in which we abound in talents  

No wonder we train and trade the talents 

For gain and never for loss at any hour

For sports, for competition and power

For pride and joy; for glory and honour

Soulama in all you excelled at Kotoko

2007/08 season you first burst onto the scene

Six seasons, seven years in serious service

Your good and bad days our eyes could see

In all you did Kotoko and football fine service

When you were unbeatable and unstoppable

When you were supreme and knew no fall

When you were strong like China’s great wall

All that we loved and shared; now we recall

Ties that bind usually are painful to severe

Here I come to you with a poem to serve

Soulama, Soulama, Soulama

You serve well Kotoko in all seasons

I know not how my poem will look

I trust thee that you will remain good