I will say it a thousand more times; here and else where. White and black are never the same color and will never one day be. The whiteman hates any blackman intensely and wont repent. Less I sound religious, the whites wont change in their hate for a black. Our real history has it this way though subtle since our writings were stolen. Stolen and re-written to serve a purpose for the whiteman; To destroy and eventually exterminate the blacks from the surfaces of earth. Dont think am mad here. And dont even think am insensitive. This fact criss-crosses from philosophy to religion, and from religion to science. Hahahahahaha! This laughter is cooked of anger; anger for the predicament of Africa. All around Africa is strife, bitterness, pains, anguish, wars and deaths! From Liberia to Sudan, from Libya to Angola, from Kenya to Algeria, Namibia to South Africa, South Africa to Mozambique, Mozambique to Guinea Bissau, Burkina Faso to Sierra Leone, from Rwanda to Congo, from Uganda to Zimbabwe, from Egypt to Mali, from Somalia to South Sudan, from Senegal to Mauritania, Cote de Voire (Ivory Coast) to Eritrea, from Ethiopia to DR Congo and from Nigeria to Nigeria. The list is either in-exhaustive or inexhaustible! At one time or the other, we either will be fighting hate, ignorance, poverty, hunger or death. An invisible hand keeps bringing forth and donating the knives and daggers, guns and armors, bullets and bombs and all what not. Oh Africa! It is either civil war here or war against rebel groups there. Either popular uprising against the government hither or war against Tuareg and Islamist militants yonder. Oh Africa, wake up your leaders and re-establish your existence! Remember that those who give you help to kill your own will, without fail, await the days of your solitude. Cant you think even for a moment and re-invent the self in you? Why do we fall and fall? Is an enemys home a safety ground for the upbringing of your lovely children? Can the food served with hooks and baits be the best of human meals? It has returned once more; theyre here again with a load of help. This time will, at a time, be read by our children. But whether they will forgive us or not is what will be left for the gods to unravel or unriddle. I cant sleep anymore with both eyes because we are going to be helped; the help to save us from Boko Haram. The help to #bringbackourgirls? What if at last it was only cooked up to enslave us again? Are we jinxed!
Posted on: Fri, 23 May 2014 22:34:11 +0000