Poetry

Africa, After Mandela: Poems by Kunle Shittu

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AFRICA, AFTER MANDELA I

before the very eyes
of prized clowns
who bleed Africa,
creation’s seductive pasture,
to death, slowly
flags fly at half mast
tributes pour like raindrops
tears, screams and smiles intersperse

at Mandela’s passing

even Heaven is agog
for motherland’s sanest leader, ever!

this day, this rite
should call for a sober charge
for lessons on a legacy, so rare

but the wannabes duck in a corner

plotting for votes, budgets and lies
our continent, now sadly
a toy in their hands

before their very eyes
earth and beyond mourn Mandela

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AFRICA, AFTER MANDELA II

Oh yes
Pundits and illusionists would rise
Hit the stage with new flicks
Of shame and tricks
They will tease us
To paralysis with Mandela’s quotes
In their campaigns of calumny
To revive Africa

Oh yes
They will vow
To recreate Mandela’s path of truth and glory
Some would even swear
They were secretly anointed
By the sage

Oh yes
Africa would birth a new bunch of jokers

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AFRICA, AFTER MANDELA III

his cherubic face, fist clenched and raised high
will be the new motif
that spurs Africa’s new dreamers
on the street
and cyber space
recorded speeches of Mandela
would be the sound bites
of distant struggles
to save Africa
vigils would stream forever
in memory of the first African
the world proudly called friend
mentor,
father
and
visionary!

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© Kunle Shittu
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