Tuesday, November 24, 2015

I dont give a F*** am Black...



         What comes into your mind every time you think of Africa? Is it poverty, monkeys, famine, desperation or massive resources? Many narratives have been perpetrated by different visitors from different diverse region who expose a whole load of infused confusion, shallow content and intended nuisance with sarcastic portrayal of our golden Africa as a wounded lion in the middle of nowhere. Most unwanted uncouth stories have been told over and over again, ranging from the worse to maddest. All, a product of the massive ignorance and shallow contextualization of realities. Facts never lie; and dating back from the pre-historic times the same story-tellers sum up as the intimidators of the ~Africans they talk ill about. They enslave Africa to date. 
                             They stole all our precious pearls, came up with new tactics of fooling our fore fathers all along poisoning their soul to a point that they all were under a stinging bondage. They took everything and even now they still assume we are blind not to realize their dubious deals and easy blackmails. Currently they are wooing our learnt friends with enticing scholarship; ending our enlightened fibre, hence dooming all Africans to the last in the literacy index.
                         Our wildlife they kill for charity. At the same time they confuse our leaders with cheap diabolic heaped aids which benefit more the sons and daughter of the heavy bellied politician, who have nothing to lose at the expense of a community. Our children they defile at will, to win pornographic fame. All along; all along. We watch in silence as our grannies decay in the toil soils of slavery in their farms, as others are numbed daily by the cold night trying to get a nap in between nowhere protecting billionaires sons & daughters and properties. They extend the nuisance by publicly denouncing our peaceful existence with mass killing in some states. Police brutality a reality beyond intervention.
                          Am bright, I already know their enslaving lingo, am sharp and am invincible.  A voice from the ghetto. We must stand up for Africa. We must stand for the blacks. We must reclaim our glory with no worry or sorry. We must take up the role seriously, accept it dutifully; that it’s within our means to tell he true story about Africa.
                          From the preserved cultures, grazing wildlife, amazing nature, wonderful tradition and customs as well as our uniqueness to the humming forests. We must stop the devil. We must spot the wolf among the sheep. No sleep… team courage.  We are a powerful continent, an amazing fabric of humanity, peaceful and amazingly loving. Am forever indebted by my continent to keep it safe, natural and pure. I stand for a growing continent … lovely people. God bless AFRICA
 
                                                                        ©GKatolo 2015 .....@Thank you

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