An Old African's Dying Words

I swam in the vibrancy of youth
And kissed the fresh warmth of day
I felt a surge of strength so new
The neighbours fled in a daze
I died in every battle I fought
Yet I never lost,not one
I was riddled with dark thoughts
But I wiped them off the wall.

I was graced with titles of men
And I broke all of nature's laws
Above the sky was my den
Below the seas were my claws
The white strangers came in folds
I faced them with a million's might
But I fell down a virgin road
My filthy kins bowed to the whites.

Transmogrified was our world
And comfort was soon unseated
We died in the pool of our own blood
To a loathed re-birth we were being led
They broke our century-old throne
Built a fancy new one and ruled
A stranger took my fathers' crown
Oh that dark ungodly era I rued!
We still have those scars now.

Ten bullets did bore ten thousand holes
In the heart of our quiet land
We faced our enemy's foes
Pale,white,red and tanned
Bullets were not spared,humanity lost
This injustice surpassed tears
My brothers died for the tyrant's cause
And even more died through the years.

I lay on my death bed of rupture
Reminiscing on a lost forgotten past
And fearful of an unknown future
The good days did fly like a wasp
The legacy of my fathers are broken
But it's too late to be hunting shadows
The death of an age is coming
Sing a mournful celestial carol

Reviews

[Oyindamola Shoola]

beautiful..........telling African's story in such a great way...well penned

[Master K-tops]

E se pupo.

[Vidya Bacchus]

To look back on one's life and "Reminiscing on a lost forgotten past "This is so great Master K.You are an excellent writer :)

[Master K-tops]

Thank you so much.

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome :)