Haman and United We Fall Together We Stand
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Believe it or not, I sort of read the fine print
In school it was all about Greek and Latin at a stretch it proposed
what was called humanistic education Eurocentric no doubt yet
High school on the elevated ground of knowing it all came to be a
weird proficiency and accomplishment shining for the privileged few
We crossed the swords of crusades hierarchically ‘enlightened’ the other
Africa the Dark Continent was vast and black and needed to be white
Arabian Nights were not told one after another to prevent certain demise
Egyptian Persian Chinese traditions were dispersed into nowhere at ease
And surely all those ‘Savages’ were happy to be converted or slaughtered
Paradigm shifts rose not high on agenda not yet a distant memory discarded
But back to Athens and Sparta ‘Sympnoia’ was declared as togetherness
‘Southern Ubunthu’ of universal bond in sharing that which connects humanity
was feared like garlic to vampires and a threat to ignorance of a capitalist world
Thus we the students bathed in dogma religion ideology greed self-righteousness
We did not learn about of cleansing of souls nor of splendid baths called ‘hamans’
Gels showers and shampoo were modern technological advances and when the
green eco stuff (very well known to our forebears) was cool we ‘Saved water and
showered with friends’ a bit like having baths for the family on Saturday or so
but then the water is always so much greener on the other side as long as it is
ours
Reinventing a wheel that is constantly spinning out of control and downhill
Philistine nude acts pretended to walk on water and turn it to spirits and wine
I never learnt in formal teaching ‘Harambee’ in Swahili meaning pulling together
It seemed to be Arabian ‘Haram’ and thus forbidden just a temptation from devils
Harems sort of appealed in chauvinistic allure yet a side note in the history books
it was
Multiple wives and concubines maybe but what about Red Light Districts of
Hamburg
But then ignorance is bliss and the punters pushed proselytized ‘civilized’
edification
Maybe history fights back now and this student of life does not condone any
killing
does not have faith in just wars nor in decapitation of culture does not applaud to
violence and pushing others into one’s own beliefs and thus enforcing glorification
of power
But judging and measuring with one level only needs be exposed as ‘Boko’ untrue
Haussa 'Boko Haram' originally pertains to what is forbidden and deplores
fraudulence sham inauthenticity and deception and calls for truthfulness
unperturbed by deceit
Two wrongs do not make a right thousand and one mistakes do not hold easy
Blood spilled in the name of an abused father does not unveil goodness not on
the cross nor under half-moons of hypocrisy but un-united we fall from all
grace
Let us wash our sins on bath stones let’s not pretend we found the philosopher’s
stone, let’s not look away when education is stone walled and people are stoned
And the Khosa ‘Hamba Kahle’ means go well my friend so let us not stray from
the path
13th February 2018
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2018
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