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A People Called Afrika

of plenty; naked in the very midst of purple robes of royalty, si-
lenced even with the trumpet of truth and grace in her mouth.

Every time we reflect on the Afrikan narrative, we get quite
upset knowing that the very solutions to the problems of Af-
rika are within her. Not outside of her. We also know, be-
cause there is evidence of this everywhere, that our people are
more than capable of rising to the occasion and handling the
issues facing Afrika. Not just those trained in foreign lands,
but all those who simply care to see her do better. But be-
cause Afrika, as a mother of children, has been robbed of her
true glory, because of her adultery and lewdness with those
who are not worthy of her purity, she is scared to raise her
head up at the world’s table to defend and protect her own.

Most Afrikans, who are the children of mother Afrika, es-
pecially those in government and in the place of authori-
ty have been programmed to see what belongs to Afrika,
their mother, as inferior, whereas everything foreign seems
to have more priority than that which is local (except, ironi-
cally, when it comes to stealing local money and resources).
As such, nothing much is being done to retell the Afri-
kan narrative of strength, honor, creativity, innovation
and all the beautiful things in between. The world system
used the evil of colonialism in partnership with some Afri-
kans to create a weak Afrikan story: the story of an Afrika
that is tourism and wildlife based, but which Africans them-
selves do not use or enjoy, except as servants in the sys-
tem, as it was in colonialism. Afrikans serve as tour guides,
cooks, cleaners, dancers and perpetual tourism businessmen,
carving and selling idols in the name of handicrafts to per-
suade the dollar, pound or euro to remain on their shores.

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