AFRICA’S UNANSWERED PRAYER: A LAMENT AND AWAKENING

 

If only we saw not with eyes, but with the ancestral heart that beats beneath the soil of our birth...
If only we sensed the leopard's agility in our stride—the strength that built pyramids without cranes...

If only we heard our elders' wisdom over the static of imported absurdities...
If only we smelled the rot in aid packages gilded with empty promises...

If only our fingers traced the false glitter of fool’s gold before trading diamonds for trinkets...
If only we outgrew the fairy tales of Western saviors—their equality a mirage in our deserts...
If only we tasted truth like honey hunters—knowing sugar dissolves, but honey heals...
If only we dissected every "gift" with the courage of those who refuse poisoned alms...

If only we felt the pulse of our soil—knowing it holds cures their labs still steal...
If only we saw the fire in our children’s eyes—brighter than all foreign spotlights...
If only we believed like Sankara: unity is our shield, diversity our sacred geometry...
If only we breathed our beauty—ebony armor against empires built on our shadows...

If only we knew the knife in our back bears foreign fingerprints...
If only we listened —truly listened—to the chorus of our own voices...
If only we dared envision dawn over the Sahara—not as dreamers, but as architects...

If only we stood like baobabs—claiming stolen rain with roots that crack empires...

Then...
We would remember what we never truly forgot.
We would build what they cannot conceive.
We would become the future they fear.

The hour is late—but the heart remembers.
Rise. Reclaim. Reimagine !!!











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