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CHANGES IN THE AFRICAN STORY…..3

AFRICA MY BELOVED MOTHERLAND

Its about time AFRICA

It’s about time we stopped following the blind and create a path with the knowledgeable

Its about time we stepped out of our comfort zones and move to the warfront

We need our​ aged to remember the good old days

We need our young to see ahead with a vision

We need our children to dream about the betterment of our home

It is ours, yes it’s our continent and home

It’s our pride and our worth

It’s our Network and our net-worth

Our values are our pride as our cultures are our lives

Yes indeed it is our life

Let’s stop observing our mistakes and let’s start cherishing our culture and heritage 

It’s time for a change… It’s time to make a difference… It’s time to live right 

This is AFRICA

The Home of the greatest

Our Legacy lives Forever

-Descriptt

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CHANGES IN THE AFRICAN STORY….2

AFRICA…MY MOST FRUITFUL

We used to have the most cultured and respected generation filled with dignity​ and love for our culture and heritage

What happened to us that what our parents feared to do we now use it to “whatsapp”? 

Copying blindly from the western world, we’ve lost our dignity and pride and I wonder how we will ever get it back? 

Even our television stations and FM radios have stopped teaching and broadcasting our culture but they have inculcated the western culture into our children

The purely appalling sense of a so-called fashion has become a canker in our children and our parents do nothing but put their hands in their bosom and observe

Where? Where?? Where??? 

Where are we going from here my people? What do we see to become of our continent years to come? 

What do we see our children mature to be in the near future if they go on like this?

What is our perception of our future if we stay in our comfort zone and ruin our culture?

The story continues….

-Descriptt

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CHANGES IN THE AFRICAN STORY… 1

AFRICA, MY MOST BEAUTIFUL

What happened to the essence of our culture and heritage? 

What brought about this shameful adaptation we have gotten ourselves into now? 

Where are the moral teachings we taught our children from the ananse stories told every night? 

How come our once beautiful and historical country is now filled with nothing but shame? 

How do we continue to tell the stories of our forefathers when we can’t even tell today’s stories? 

We used to have beautiful daughters who valued and cherished themselves but what have they turned into now? 

Pathetic strips of cloth joined together in a disjoint manner they put on and call them clothes. 

Gone are the days when our daughters showed pride in wearing “slit” and “kaba” wherever they went

Gone are the days when our sons didn’t wear their trousers as if they were 3 times their waist size

Where have we reached in our Africa that all our beliefs and values have vanished into thin air like a cloud of smoke? 

The Story Continues….

-Descriptt

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