Indomie and ‘deli-aliens’ replace ‘akara, tubani’
Because African televisions scream they are the ‘ish’
Banku, fufu, tz, local rice
Are but bush foods meant for bush people
No wonder ‘etor’ is fading in minds
No wonder ‘aprapransah’ is deemed so evil
No wonder we hide to ‘face the wall’
See, we are like cocks without grounds
Flying with borrowed feathers
Waiting for time to bring us down
See, we are like beings without history
Trying so hard to fit in other realms
Causing our ancestors to scream
See, we prefer to live like mice in dirty jungles
When we are lions and lionesses, masters of our jungle
Why complain, if we are looked upon as non-existent
As our resources are looted and used?
So why complain if we are hunted and killed
As we serve as racists’ meat?
We are what we want to be;
Hypocrites!!!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
Mum Cee 
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Ah, this is heartbreaking. You are crying for your continent. Those of us on other continents weep for ours, too. So much pain in the world… why can’t we heal ourselves? Poetry like this is part of healing. Thank you for writing it.
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And thank you for reading Kim. Blessings.
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