The Queen is dead. Long live the King.
The best payback against Colonialism is not to throw powerless insults at their monarchy and blame them for all your self-made failings, but to develop your nation until you rival them – and surpass them.
China did it. India is doing it. African countries, when are you going to do it too??? Surpass them and you will shut them up without you even saying a word. What is holding Africa down is in Africa. It is not in Europe.
Build your perfect system and you will live forever as Kings and Queens in the circle of nations. The British monarchy can continue to live and exist – why should that matter to me? Their existence or non-existence, their happiness or sadness, won’t change a thing in Africa or the condition of Africans. Instead, what the world needs now, and desperately, is a productive and highly developed New Africa. The dream of our Nkrumahs. And it can only be done FROM WITHIN.
Dem gebrochenen Flügel
Der Schlag des Aufpralls
Der Krach des Brechens
Die Atemlosigkeit des freien Falls
Die harte Landung
Und dennoch freut sich das Herz.
Morgen fliegst Du wieder.
Das Herz ist Natur
Immer am Sterben und immer am Sich-Entfalten
Ist eine Blume
Immer am Sich-Umblättern
Ist ein Universum
Immer am Explodieren und am Abkühlen
Ist eine Schlange
Immer am Winden
Voller tödlichem Gift und heilender Kraft
Und immer bereit, das nächste Opfer hungrig zu verschlucken.
Wow. Who would have thought?… it’s 5 years already.
I started this blog with the intention of posting a poem a day for a whole year – and I did that thtoughout 2013.
I wonder if I should do it again in 2018… 🙂
The theory that some people are good and some people are bad; some people are dependable and some people are unreliable; some people are weak and some people are strong; etc, – is false.
The proper recognition is that you are dependable to some people and unreliable to others; some people experience your good side, some suffer your bad side. In some situations you are strong, and in some situations you are weak.
You are full of theories, but in reality you are just a bunch of modes, like your mother nature herself.