The Africa of my dream A land flowing with milk and honey A people bound by one love With peace and integrity being her value A place where honesty is the order But the song of Africa A song for survival is forgotten By egocentric individuals Both young and old Chaos and confusion all… Continue reading AFRICA OF MY DREAMS


All seem to be intoxicated by modernization, making corruptions the order of the day. Were we colonised to forget the ways of our fathers, now and repeatedly, impervious to correction, seeing the real truth as old fashioned? Where is your pride, O youths!? Calling your mothers tongue irrelevant because of the borrowed one you utter!… Continue reading DRIED ROOTS