Writing

Essays & Reflections

Explorations at the intersection of work, mortality, and the moral questions we inherit from those who came before us.

The Sins I Can Explain

A Private Accounting By Edan Amankwaa-Benneh Some nights, I am frightened not by what I have done, but by how persuasively I can explain it. The mind—especially a trained, analytical mind—is an accomplished defence counsel. It arranges facts, removes inconvenient

The Road Back to Berekum – A Personal Reflection

This week, after seventeen years, I returned to Berekum. Seventeen years is a strange measure of time. It is long enough for children to become adults, for familiar faces to acquire the solemn marks of age, and for places once

People, Prices, and the Changing Sky

The rain began before dawn. Not violently, not with the theatrical force that sends people running toward windows, but steadily an old, deliberate rain that seemed to have nowhere else to be. It gathered on the roof, moved through gutters,

When the Future Changes Tense

There are two ways to know death. One is intellectually: as biology, probability, philosophy and the inevitable conclusion of every human life. The other is personally: as a fact that has crossed the distance between abstraction and address. Death is

Fewer Than a Hundred Summers

Life changes its pace without asking our permission. In youth, we move as though the road has been cleared specifically for us. Everything is urgent, everything is possible, and the body appears willing to follow the mind wherever it runs.

The Market Under Anaesthesia

Commercial life is filled with such questions. They are rarely asked publicly because business language prefers confidence. But beneath the polished phrases, “alignment,” “stakeholder engagement,” “commercial review,” “strategic positioning”, human beings are measuring the day against fatigue.

ACCRA DRAINAGE SYSTEMS: A Forensic Engineering Audit, Urban Re-Planning Framework, and Maintenance-Culture Indictment

By Edan Amankwaa-Benneh Civil and Hydraulics Engineering Perspective | Accra, Ghana | June 2026 A city floods twice: first in its channels, then in its conscience. The water only exposes what planning, enforcement, maintenance, and civic discipline have already allowed

03:49.A.M.- Notes from a Commercial Manager.

Commercial activity, at its highest level, is not selling.Selling is only the visible surface. Beneath it lies coordination, psychology, timing, logistics, negotiation, forecasting, diplomacy, endurance, and above all, trust. A Commercial Manager quickly realizes that the job is less about

When I Am Finally Put to Rest

There is a strange clarity in imagining one’s own funeral. Not the spectacle of it, the clothes, the crowd, the ceremony, but the voices. What remains when the body is quiet and only memory is allowed to speak. I imagine

The Mother Who Made Me: A Tribute to Victoria Erskine

Gratitude is the heartbeat of remembrance, and I remember. I remember the hands that first held me, the voice that first called me by name, and the unyielding spirit that shaped my own. My mother, Victoria Erskine, is not just