NaPoWriMo Day 24 : Uhuru Africa
My favourite Poem:
Mutabaruka –Dis Poem
Dis poem shall speak of the wretched sea that washed
ships to these shores of mothers crying for their young swallowed up by the
sea.
Dis poem shall say nothing new
Dis poem shall speak of time
Time unlimited
Time undefined
Dis poem shall call names like Lumumba, Kenyatta. Nkrumah,
Hannibal
Akhenaton, Malcolm
Garvey, Haile Selassie
Dis poem is vexed about apartheid, racism, fascism
The klu Klux Klan, riots in Brixton, Atlanta, Jim
jones.
Dis poem is revolting against 1st world, 2nd
world, 3rd world division man made decision
Dis poem is like all the rest
Dis poem will not be amongst great literary works,
Will not be recited by poetry enthusiasts,
Will not be quoted by politicians nor men of religion
Dis poem is knives, bombs, guns, blood, fire blazing
for freedom
Yes dis poem is a drum
Ashanti, mau mau, ibo, Yoruba, nyahbingi warriors
Uhuru uhuru
Uhuru Namibia
Uhuru Soweto
Uhuru Africa
Dis poem will not change things
Dis poem need to be changed
Dis poem is a rebirth of a people
Arising, awaking, understanding
Dis poem speak, is speaking, have spoken
Dis poem shall continue even when poets have stopped
writing
Dis poem shall survive you, me, it shall linger in
history in your mind, in time forever
Dis poem is time only time will tell
Dis poem is still not written
Dis poem has no poet
Dis poem is just a part of the story
His-story, her-story, our-story, the story still
untold
Dis poem is now ringing, talking, irritating, making you
want to stop it, but dis poem will not stop
Dis poem is long cannot be short
Dis poem cannot be tamed cannot be blamed
The story is still not told about dis poem
Dis poem is old, new
Dis poem was copied from the bible your prayer book
Playboy magazine the N.Y. times readers digest
The C.I.A. files, the K.G.B. files
Dis poem is no secret
Dis poem shall be called boring stupid senseless
Dis poem is watching u trying to make sense from dis
poem
Dis poem is messing up your brains
Making u want to stop listening to dis poem but u
shall not stop listening to dis poem
U need to know what will be said next in dis poem
Dis poem shall disappoint u, because
Dis poem is to be continued in your mind in your mind
in your mind your mind.
Melodia Dreyer –This Poem
This poem awakens laying souls and tired thoughts.
This poem will not sell you back your own African brother’s
blood for employment.
This poem is not time conscious so do not wait for
this poem
This poem calls upon
Mutabaruka, Madiba, Gandhi,
Luther, Baartman, Lennon, Angelou, Achebe,
This poem is mad about African Xenophobia, Black on
black violence, white on black violence, white on white violence, Boko Haram
terrorism, Passion killing, Police shootings.
This poem has a writer with a grandiose story,
Hers&Hers story, His&His story.
This poem is a medium of our creator
Liberdade Angola
Nnwereonwe Nigeria
Xorriyadda Somalia
Freedom Zimbabwe
Amandla South Africa
Vryheid Namibia
Uhuru Africa
NO TO XENOPHOBIA
