RISE UP AFRICA & WEEP NO MORE
400 years ago they took the best of your children
To the door of no return
Yoked and choked, they labored for ‘your neighbors’
Yet they call you dark, dead, starved,
Poor and emancipated.
As your golden body they devour
because you were lost?
They finally found you, looted you, and stole from you.
They gave you religion because you had no faith.
What good could they find in your so called “dark continent?”
Nothing but pieces of gold, silver diamond and cobalt
Brother turned against a brother a sister against another
An eye for an eye that turned your children blind
As your ‘friends’ raped you in turns
Delving deeper into the depths of your body
And your children perished at the face of your so called ‘friends'
Rise up Africa and weep no more
Mama Africa! I mourn the loss of your children
Thomas Sankara, Tom Mboya, Patrice Lumumba
And Memories of thousands faceless and nameless heroes
A cadre of wise, courageous and visionary children
Who never survived the wrath of your ‘friends’
Dressed in charitable clothing they spied on you
With their wickedness twisted in their pitiful faces
They focused, clicked, captured and shot
Images of your emancipated children
Images that drove them to the corners of the world
Magical images that brought rum and wine in their glasses
Women to their beds, and best cars in their yards.
In boardrooms they bargained on how to “help you”
Cause your body pain and pay for it
Give your children guns to protect themselves against their brothers
Give a good send off to your gone children
Soaked in their own blood seeped in your body
Open their eyes Mama Africa
Open the eyes of your children
Wake them up from the deep slumber
Let them see the vultures, hovering up in the sky
Patiently waiting, waiting for their corpses
Let them unite and reason
Let them embrace one another with warmth
Warmth of their creative ideas
Created in their own soil by their own
Let your children arise and dance
Dance to the greater heights of Kilimanjaro
Let them sing, sing of a future
A fearless future of consciousness,
A future of hope, a future of a proud Africa
By her children
POEM BY:
DAVID NJIHIA MWAKODI
REGIONAL DIRECTOR-SHABAA CENTRAL.
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