80% perspiration

 Although the technological advances spearheaded by the western cultures have greatly improved the lot of Africans over time, it is sad to see us forget our own unique identity that made us the people we are. The present generation of children will never know moonlight tales or games; they will never understand the proverbs and nuances of their mother tongue; they will not find fun in the festivals and spectacles of their culture. This is sad. Is there no merging of the western culture with African identity? Are we to, therefore, leave the palm wine for the Chardonnays? *just thinking out loud*

Do you remember me? I was the breeze that blew your sails As it billowed across uncharted seas In lecture halls and libraries. I was the candle flame that drove away The cobwebs of ignorance And grooves of darkness That shunned the illumination That Alexandria’s Lighthouse promised.