Dear African

You are independent and strong

You are worthy of shaping your life

You are capable of creating a better future for your progeny

You don’t need the White man’s assistance to be great

You can make it on African soil

You don’t have to be a servant to the white man on his land

Before you return to be a blessing to your people

Dear African

Know that you were not wrong when you called yourself a failure

Neither were you wrong when you said you can make it

Your life’s reflection has been the programming of your thoughts

When you say you can

You actually can

When you say you can’t

You actually can’t

You don’t fail because of your color

You failed because you made your mind believe you will fail

Dear African

The politician is not your friend

He’s selfish and a loot

He care less about you

He care less about how your progeny will live

When he promises you free education

It is to make illiterates out of your children

Oh they intend to crush your future

Returning your descendants to the slave-hood our good grandparents emancipated us from

When he points out something good he wants to give you

It is because he will make a thousand times better of it for himself

A letter to the African mind in quest of liberation

Written By: Asamoah Eli

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