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The Umbilical Cord
I crossed the Mediterranean like those millions. I am still held captive in their nightmares. Some say I originate from a continent that resembles an open-air dump. I build myself within the concentration camps that the West has exploited since the slave trade. They hate my Africanity but they are addicted to the riches of my ancestors' soil. I fed on the trash cans of misery so as not to prostitute myself on Western sidewalks. These heirs of slave traders bombard Africa in the name of democracy, human rights, and Abrahamic obediences. I am persecuted on every continent, always a suspect to these insatiable cannibals. I did not come to assimilate or integrate: I have already been colonized, Frenchified, and Christianized. If you do not love me, do not be a hypocrite to my face. I will make you taste the horrors of Négritude that I have carried for millennia. I no longer prostrate myself before their God, their saints, or their prophets. I do not believe in their humanism nor in their universalism. I fight the negrophobia of imperialism every day. They call me a parasite, as if the centuries-old savage looting of Africa were a mere utopia. My people were trapped in the dungeons of their Code Noir. Before criticizing these scavengers, I attended the school of the Republic of the slave-trading Enlightenment. I gleaned the diplomas of their alienation. I will never be ashamed of being a pagan Sub-Saharan who has read the Bible, the Quran, and the Torah. I will never trust these preachers of hate who sing the praises of liberty, equality, and fraternity over oceans of innocent blood. My people are dehumanized because they are still disunited. I see imposters desecrating Pan-Africanism the moment they are tied to Western pauperization. I will never respect the borders born from the balkanization of the cradle of humanity. My allegiance goes to Africa and not to the colonial outposts of the Eldest Daughter of the Church. I think of Africa every day since I left that continent. I wish for the revolutionary energy of the Sahel To spread across all of Africa. I dream that all the banana republics of Françafrique Transform into sanctuaries of Pan-Africanism.
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