Spotlighting Pan-African Poetry

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Does it?

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Does it make me an African
That I adhere less to time?
A defect believed to be instituted deep within our DNA.

Does it make me less of an African
That I head no cattle back in the days?
But I rather instead had a dog by my side
With a tag by her neck written BANTU her name.

Does it make me somehow an African
That I am not fluent in the White Man’s language,
But still know less of my mother tongues?

Does it make me an African
Cause ‘am Black?
But wait!
Does this make him…
Deemed to be the world’s most powerful black man,
But still not black on the inside,
An African?
That’s absurd!

Does it mostly make me an African,
Basing on the due fact that I was born in this continent?
But wouldn’t you consider, Brix,
A lady friend of mine born in Bulgaria,
But most passionate at heart ’bout Africa
Than most of us to be African?

Does it make me not an African,
That I know none of the dances of Makhiriri?
But I, could actually protest with words in ryhmes,
From the west via the waves
On the unjust and unfairness acts of our Serikali.

Does it make me an African,
That I read most of Chinua’s, Soyinka’s, Ayi Kwei Armah’s literature?
But still live a lucrative life in contrast to Mwalimu’s Lectures on Ujamaa.

Does it make me not an African,
Since I can’t tolerate the idiocy and mediocrity of the elders,
When they go astray,
But will still greet them SHIKAMOO!
As I don’t fancy the White Man’s Hello!

Does it make me an African,
That I adore, love and actually do feel comfortable
Wearing the beads, cultures and batik on my body,
But would still be ashamed of dressing so in front of the UN General Assembly?

Does it or Doesn’t make me an African,
When I question whether or not I am an African,
When I question whether I am more, less or somehow an African!

Well… I ask!
What does make me an African?

Jasper H. Sabuni

Featured Poem:

Redemption Prose

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I will see you then when I get there!” I paraphrase redemption song by Bob Marley,
“This is the song of Freedom
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery…”
Ignorance is our enemy!

Think deep
Think positively,
Critically, analyze the irony,

Read between the lines
Ignore the lies

Let’s wear the self-reliant aids proof
As financially…
The burden of debts is killing us softly!

Economically!
We’re still colonies of the west
With our dependent economies!

This! This, this, this, this, THAT!
We welcome the outsiders to invest in our land
While we fail to mobilize internally…

Seriously!
I beg to differ in this fact

(AND) This is my ideology…
Change and Development is brought by Men and Women
Living within the borders
And if it was my order…
I would have chased away
The Brothers and Sisters with the hidden agenda!

The Hypocrites! TOKAA!
I’m fed up with these poli-tricks
Of poverty and politics
Being the political twins

To hell with these political myths
Making the political lives be of two halves,
The Haves and Have most…

The Have not ain’t part of the Have Life
For there either dying
Or already dead rot!

Six foot underground
I say R.I.P
“I will see you later…

jasper kido badilisha

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Biography

Jasper H. Sabuni is a 23 year old with a deep love for his country and continent.

He is a poet based in Tanzania. His love for poetry is mostly attributed to his need to be a voice for the people.

His poetry style is rather contemporary and mostly influenced by Hip Hop genre (and Reggae at times). His work is mostly about politics, justice, human rights and youth and women.

He is a believer and scholar of PAN AFRICANISM

Jasper H. Sabuni

jasper kido badilisha
jasper kido badilisha

Biography

Jasper H. Sabuni is a 23 year old with a deep love for his country and continent.

He is a poet based in Tanzania. His love for poetry is mostly attributed to his need to be a voice for the people.

His poetry style is rather contemporary and mostly influenced by Hip Hop genre (and Reggae at times). His work is mostly about politics, justice, human rights and youth and women.

He is a believer and scholar of PAN AFRICANISM

Does it?

Enlarge poem

Does it make me an African
That I adhere less to time?
A defect believed to be instituted deep within our DNA.

Does it make me less of an African
That I head no cattle back in the days?
But I rather instead had a dog by my side
With a tag by her neck written BANTU her name.

Does it make me somehow an African
That I am not fluent in the White Man’s language,
But still know less of my mother tongues?

Does it make me an African
Cause ‘am Black?
But wait!
Does this make him…
Deemed to be the world’s most powerful black man,
But still not black on the inside,
An African?
That’s absurd!

Does it mostly make me an African,
Basing on the due fact that I was born in this continent?
But wouldn’t you consider, Brix,
A lady friend of mine born in Bulgaria,
But most passionate at heart ’bout Africa
Than most of us to be African?

Does it make me not an African,
That I know none of the dances of Makhiriri?
But I, could actually protest with words in ryhmes,
From the west via the waves
On the unjust and unfairness acts of our Serikali.

Does it make me an African,
That I read most of Chinua’s, Soyinka’s, Ayi Kwei Armah’s literature?
But still live a lucrative life in contrast to Mwalimu’s Lectures on Ujamaa.

Does it make me not an African,
Since I can’t tolerate the idiocy and mediocrity of the elders,
When they go astray,
But will still greet them SHIKAMOO!
As I don’t fancy the White Man’s Hello!

Does it make me an African,
That I adore, love and actually do feel comfortable
Wearing the beads, cultures and batik on my body,
But would still be ashamed of dressing so in front of the UN General Assembly?

Does it or Doesn’t make me an African,
When I question whether or not I am an African,
When I question whether I am more, less or somehow an African!

Well… I ask!
What does make me an African?

Featured Poem:

Redemption Prose

Enlarge poem

I will see you then when I get there!” I paraphrase redemption song by Bob Marley,
“This is the song of Freedom
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery…”
Ignorance is our enemy!

Think deep
Think positively,
Critically, analyze the irony,

Read between the lines
Ignore the lies

Let’s wear the self-reliant aids proof
As financially…
The burden of debts is killing us softly!

Economically!
We’re still colonies of the west
With our dependent economies!

This! This, this, this, this, THAT!
We welcome the outsiders to invest in our land
While we fail to mobilize internally…

Seriously!
I beg to differ in this fact

(AND) This is my ideology…
Change and Development is brought by Men and Women
Living within the borders
And if it was my order…
I would have chased away
The Brothers and Sisters with the hidden agenda!

The Hypocrites! TOKAA!
I’m fed up with these poli-tricks
Of poverty and politics
Being the political twins

To hell with these political myths
Making the political lives be of two halves,
The Haves and Have most…

The Have not ain’t part of the Have Life
For there either dying
Or already dead rot!

Six foot underground
I say R.I.P
“I will see you later…

How does this featured poem make you feel?

  • Amazement (1)
  • Pride (1)
  • Optimism (1)
  • Anger (0)
  • Delight (0)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (2)
  • Captivation (1)
  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (0)
  • Hope (0)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

Does it?

Enlarge poem

Does it make me an African
That I adhere less to time?
A defect believed to be instituted deep within our DNA.

Does it make me less of an African
That I head no cattle back in the days?
But I rather instead had a dog by my side
With a tag by her neck written BANTU her name.

Does it make me somehow an African
That I am not fluent in the White Man’s language,
But still know less of my mother tongues?

Does it make me an African
Cause ‘am Black?
But wait!
Does this make him…
Deemed to be the world’s most powerful black man,
But still not black on the inside,
An African?
That’s absurd!

Does it mostly make me an African,
Basing on the due fact that I was born in this continent?
But wouldn’t you consider, Brix,
A lady friend of mine born in Bulgaria,
But most passionate at heart ’bout Africa
Than most of us to be African?

Does it make me not an African,
That I know none of the dances of Makhiriri?
But I, could actually protest with words in ryhmes,
From the west via the waves
On the unjust and unfairness acts of our Serikali.

Does it make me an African,
That I read most of Chinua’s, Soyinka’s, Ayi Kwei Armah’s literature?
But still live a lucrative life in contrast to Mwalimu’s Lectures on Ujamaa.

Does it make me not an African,
Since I can’t tolerate the idiocy and mediocrity of the elders,
When they go astray,
But will still greet them SHIKAMOO!
As I don’t fancy the White Man’s Hello!

Does it make me an African,
That I adore, love and actually do feel comfortable
Wearing the beads, cultures and batik on my body,
But would still be ashamed of dressing so in front of the UN General Assembly?

Does it or Doesn’t make me an African,
When I question whether or not I am an African,
When I question whether I am more, less or somehow an African!

Well… I ask!
What does make me an African?

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