He calls himself a “baby poet with adult teeth.” But don’t be fooled Baby Poet’s bite is as real as his rhythm.
A student of the University of Cape Coast and a rising name in Ghana’s poetry scene, Baby Poet doesn’t recite poems he summons them. His words don’t come from practice. They come from a place he calls “the deep, darkest stream.” A place that births truth the world often fears to name.
Blending youthful energy with ancient metaphor, this lyrical steward sees poetry as a form of conviction, a tool to speak loudly even when the world expects silence.
What sets him apart? The metaphors. The mystery. The magic. He doesn’t just perform he declares. And at the National Poetry Slam Prelims 2025, he will stand on that stage not just to earn applause, but to plant roots as the only fresh fruit from the Iroko tree.
This August 9th at the British Council, the mic awaits. Ghana’s next poetic prophet is no longer whispering. He’s here. Call him Baby Poet.
