The devils sat at a table of evil.
and planned to divide her
Beware, you weak old samaritan.
They are coming to kidnap your kin.
They will tear them apart.
and scatter them across many oceans.
They will bury them under their ships.
Yes
That old hellhound, German shepherd
that twisted Belgium
That cursed Britain.
That traitorous Portugal
And that stingy Italy
They grabbed her food from her plate.
And left her nothing but crumbs.
Her gold, her silver, her waters, and her foods
They left her children starving.
She is in despair.
Oh, that old wise man Ka Isaka saw
He heard, he warned.
But more, he fancied a united Africa.
But those that came before him
never fancied her
She was not attractive to them.
Ohh, that old wise man who once held a spear
Tight in arms to protect her Africa
who was once captured by the enemy
And stole 27 years of his youth.
Yet he, Rolihlahla,
broke free from his chains
And began a fight for freedom.
He blew the African horn
and called upon African sons and daughters
Those who loved Africa
They sat and offered her a flower.
One of their sons
Swum through unforgivingly tight
spreading the seed of Africa
To the sleeping fishes
Which were left on a sea they did not know.
Now as free as Africa was to be
Her chains were too heavy to abandon.
Ohh sons, Martin Luther, Malcolm X
How have you not whispered the dreams of Africa to the young ones?
Beware, because the chains for their prisons come
You were restless during your time
But here, your people remain asleep.
Who is going to wake them?
During your time, you held hands together.
But now your children are apart.
Do African children not share the same pain?
Then why be divided?
Has it not been said to you?
An enemy of my family is also my enemy
Yet you remain enemies to each other.
Why not share a clan name?
Aboden the countries
Neither Ghana, Zimbabwe, Malawi, nor any other African land
But be Africa
Remember!
When she was about to give birth
Africa was seen as a threat.
Her children were going to conquer the world.
But her tragedy happened.
Her womb bled dry.
Her seeds died.
And her people starved.
Kwame Nkurumah
You dreamt of a united Africa.
The present betrays your dreams.
Still, on the path of slavery, we walk.
Our minds are still shackled.
Nkurumah! Why did not we teach the future leaders?
For they…
Hold tight to their crowns.
Blinded by greed and power
Their hunger for power
has driven their people into a great hunger
Look!
The sons and daughters of Africa
are tearing themselves apart.
turn in your grave and look at them
The devil’s plan to divide and conquer has worked.
They are coming to chain them again.
did you not give them the scribe of the past?
Have they lost your scriptures?
ahh
Be warned, children of Africa.
They are coming to silence you!