Africanism Poems - Poems about Africanism

As long as the wind still blows His words will still reecho In the dreams we forget when we wake In the thoughts that dip and surface. "Africa must unite We have the resources We have the manpower Only unity remains" These words will fly with the Monsoon Across the plains of South Sudan, Cameroon Climb the hills of DR Congo, walk the lonely deserts...

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She rose from the sand like a favoured child Cradled by waves and draped with oil. A city birthed from A legacy carved to outlive time. She wore power like a velvet robe Gracefully hosting the continent’s hopes Summits held with unifying dreams From Egypt’s dunes to Sierra Leone’s seas. But now she lies in shattered grace Her golden roads frayed like worn-out thread. Glass-built...

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We've painted unity on beach sand hung hope on mangrove branches one wave & it all washed away. We've built summits from dust and debt made promises we can’t even explain while huge walls still rise between us. Speeches thunder & then fade to silence. Hope passes hands like counterfeit. Even our chiefs wear suits now. Freedom feels outsourced again. We've tried everything they named. So...

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When dark shadows of war fell And cries of anguish rang like bells Streets stained, the skies of Sierra Leone torn The hope of this nation was lost and gone. Through those dark clouds, a light arose A force for peace, worries deposed ECOMOG came with a mission crystal as clear To drive away the reign of fear. Through jungle paths and smelly...

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Let the paths of our ancestors remain in sight, Their struggles, their dreams, their fearless might. Nkrumah's vision, Sankara's spirit, Lumumba's grace, Mandela's legacy, a beacon for our race. Ghaddafi's resilience, a lesson to embrace From Cameroon's plains to Sahara's gliding grace. Under the vastness of the Atlantic sky, In Senegal's savannahs, let unity fly. Let Pan-Africanism fill every breath we take From cradle...

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Like twins, we share markers of a common history, Civilization, and knowledge; a call for unity. The carcasses of slavery and the slave trade Are lost in the dust. O black water days. Colonization has been eaten by our sovereignty. Our flag, we raise high in the sky. The struggle for the unification of Africa, The fight for the liberation of the...

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The ancestral savannahs of my people Are still alive in the unseen horizons Our grandparents have told us many Wonderful things about our tribe Before they arrived, we were here On the banks of the rivers and streams We stood and saw their ships North, south, East and West Your blood flows in my veins; Only we Can irrigate the fields without profits The...

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AMASOWONMWAN At arm's, I am but your brethren, Ne pas comrade Pour food, most have sold Their Honors for gold Others, a pot of pottage The tree only bends to the wind Because it doesn't know how to do otherwise Ainsi be wise, precautions taken Births no aftermaths You are not your father's son Lest, you wear the family's emblem Upright; Off white greyish,...

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Who cares? Those were days past When Africans used to be brothers When everyone shared when something bothers When we all united against immorality When a child belonged to the community Now everyone on his own Because none cares Gone are days of blood brotherhood When all norms had meaning When a kinsman never would sleep hungry When we shared a pot of...

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