They have always assured us our governments are
pregnant with hope, hope to deliver Africa from the clutches of poverty and
post-colonial oppression. We have been led into the wilderness by individuals
whose faces we’ve never seen. We have seen many self-proclaimed Moseses who
have promised us milk and honey, milk without cows, honey without bees and like
some brainless zombies, we have believed their lies like any good student does.
We claim we are learning but how many years should we spend in school to know
that we are going to the dogs? At this rate, we would graduate when everything
is lost and everybody is too dead to come to our graduation ceremonies. Yes i
agree we are a pregnant nation, but the last time the midwife checked, there
was no foetus. It was a phantom pregnancy. Don’t await a bundle of joy for you’ll
be disappointed. There is no bundle, there is no joy. Let them not lie to us, We
are on our own
If we must die If we must die, let it not be like cows in the slaughter, walking willingly into the bloodbaths, too meek to resist and too trusting to argue. Let us die like buffaloes in a lion chase or ants in a midday march. Let us die like termites in search of freedom in a hostile world. If we must die, let it not be like birds caught in storm or a deer by a hunter’s spear. Let it not be like foxes caught in traps or flies landing on fire. If we must die, let our death not be told to those with faint hearts and loud wails. Let it not be known by those women who know not to keep their mouth shut. Let it not be told to those frail and on the brink lest they tilt over. If we must die, let the news be hushed and kept silent. Let everyone be told that we refused to be vanquished, that the flame refused to be extinguished. Let them be told that it is not graves but a mound full of seeds and flowers. Lord, if we must die, let us waft out into your presence like sacred incense. Send a ch
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