Amnesia, we have grown to acknowledge the
Absurd canvas splash painted by the elites and
November turned our Black Christmas craft
Sadly we been ill-treated alike bees after its
Sweet nectar we were poised betwixt crowns
About the proficient past and tatty retention
All disapprove the deeds by the elites in plays
No longer felt acclaimed to the first republican
Spawn swell his pockets yet too I get a penny
Secret services he sort to call his corrupt deed
Amend, we no longer long to chant Nehanda's
Aspirations from her grave,dust as haile spin
Now the paper gut to wet in drips of honesty
Spin the coin topflip and let virtues reign over
Spirited vices the brothers has been cementing
African pride be blaze in the freedom touch too
Again the glorious House of stones be mazed...
Nhamodzenyika's gallery be torned into shreds
Santa to bring forth fruits of liberty, equality
Savages of a lifetime to be apprehended in slab
THE MAUSOLEUM OF ALL
Africa is the burial chamber of many,
Millions of men and women rested in peace,
The deepest hole full of important bones,
The bones of *****sapiens are in the graves.
It is the cradle of humankind.
Africa the sepulcher of our ancestors,
“Rolihlahla Nelson Mandela, Emery Patrice
Lumumba, Julius Kambarage Mwalimu Nyerere,
Jomo Kenyatta, Kwame Nkrumah, Samora
Moises Mashel, and Prince Louis Rwagasore.”
Africa! The black coffin for all dies in Africa.
Africa the mausoleum of humanity,
I wish to be buried in Africa only,
The angels are walking free in Africa,
The guardians are guarding the graveyards
Day and night.
Africa! My last resting place, your burial place,
Our burial chamber
The last resting place of many kings:
“Shaka Zulu, Haile Sellasie, pharaohs, Samore
Toure, Mswati II, Tenkamenin, Mansa Musa,
Sundiata Keita, Oba Ewuare, Sonni Ali, Osei
Kofi Tutu, Sumanguru kante, Ngongo lutete,
And Ezana Axum.”
Africa! The mausoleum of many messenger-
Prophets:
“Isaiah Mloyiswa Mdliwamafa Shembe, Simon
Kimbangu, and Jean Mwambi Mulaya Kadima.”
You are our grave, oh Africa.
All will pass there.
By Alfonso II Warally. Chris
R eally is número uno
O riginal R9
N othing less than the best
A thletic, skillful with speed, Haile Supreme
L egend of all legends
D one it all won it all
O fenomeno
©Copyright August 18, 2014 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved
"Tribute to the best player the world have seen"
Traces of Haile Selassie ‘I’
The Lion still roars
Traces of Martin Luther King
dream lives on
Traces of Bob Marley
In song “get up stand up for your rights”
Traces of Malcolm X
Segregation fight still burns bright
Traces of Mandela's
Fight for justice set free
Traces of Marcus Garvey
Purpose and His-story
My people realign and trace
History of their victories
On the walls of the Pyramids and sand
Inscribe with Sculpt object in hand
It is said “there is no future without history”
Revelation given by our ancestries
Traces from ancient of times
Activating inquiring minds…
©Copyright Brian Pierre-Alexander -Sept. 2011
© All Rights Reserved
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