THE TALES OF AN AFRICAN PRINCE - CampusVill

 I was born a black Prince, 

Into a land of milk and honey 

A land blessed by the gods 

A land touched by God of light 

A land touched by d god of fertility Osiris

A land where rivers flow connecting my spirit and soul to my ancestors 

A land where d beauty of my sister's were seen in their hearts

A land where princes 

Are born transformed into kings 

A land where d warriors stand tall like mount Kilimanjaro

A land where agriculture Was our way of life and we could sustain ourselves and generations yet unborn 

A land that houses 54 countries 

And house about 2000 ethnic groups with over a thousand languages 

Ranging from the Maghreb at d north d temperate region in d south d mountainous region in d east and semi mountainous region in d West and Central part all united by one spirit one mind and the veneration of our ancestors 

A land highly blessed with natural resources 

A land that flourished with peace tranquility and harmony 

A land that was highly admired by her sister continents Europe and Asia

Till they came 

With darkness and evil

But their skin so pure like d streams of KwaZulu falls with eyes as pretty as watching d sun set from mount Kenya

They came and destroyed my pride 

My heritage, culture and strength

They killed my father 

They burnt my mother 

They raped my sister's

They called me NEGRO

They flogged me 

And my brothers 

They called us black monkeys 

They called us slaves 

They called us servitudes

They boarded me and 

My brothers on a vessel 

To an unknown land 

I saw my brothers die 

I saw children thrown overboard 

I saw babies separated from their mothers 

I wept I cried for help 

But no one could hear me 

Days turn to weeks 

Weeks turn to months 

Months turn to years 

Me a born Prince 

Mman isong like me 

Ayara like me 

Odudu like me 

Been blown by d wind 

Like a nylon to an unknown direction 

To work on their farms 

To nurse their children

To do their dishes 

Thus I became a slave...

They flogged my sister's 

I watched them been chained like animals 

They tied me to a tree and flogged me 

They burnt my brothers hair 

I wept and called on 

Mother Africa for help 

And she answered she brought in colonialism she brought in pan Africanism she brought in nationalist movement and African resistance 

This gladdened my heart for I know one day I will come back home after abolition 

Colonialism came with her own form of government many nations became free 

Many got independence

Finally we had a direction and could eat from d good of our land 

Little did we know 

Colonialism to an extent 

Came with her own pitfalls 

She brought greed godfather's corruption nepotism corruption hatred unemployment lack famine drought to mother Africa 

Thus forcing the youths 

To leave mother Africa 

The hope of Africa 

Leaving Africa 

The strength of Africa 

Leaving Africa 

The pride and strength 

Of Africa leaving Africa 

The essence of existence as a continent fleeing 

Due to over population 

Unemployment 

Lack hunger 

Corruption 

They were termed lazy youths 

In a bid to survive just as d early man did...