By Kangsen Feka Wakai
We danced under a hail of confetti, witnesses to an overdue conception. We heard Zimbabwe scream her way out of Rhodesia’s putrid womb, Her Majesty’s tabooed concubine. We slit the chord, which bound child to mother and mother to child, wiped droplets of melanin and gooey mucus from the baby’s bosom with the ruffled flags of frontline states. We were infants and Namibia was still under occupation.
We drank palmwine and ate kola-nuts at Bob Marley’s wake. Chant Down Babylon! Chant Down Babylon! Who killed Peter Tosh? The harder we cried, the harder they came, those tears, those salty tears of ours. In fact, we learnt the lyrics to We Are The World as Mandela languished in Jail; Biko’s killers ready to strike again. Botha! Ethiopian babies fighting flies, and losing.
We inhaled the debilitating fumes of Amin’s scourge. Western Sahara was annexed on our watch. The king’s grip is choking us went the lullaby. Mother carried us on her back to catch a glimpse of John Paul II. Walking along Boulevard de l’Independence, we heard of Ahidjo’s resignation — an altar boy assumes a flea-infested throne. His smile disarmed our fears as he took us on a joyride across the Alps. Self-annointed heroes, orange-headed lizards, blind visionaries, genuine Pan-Africanists,two-headed dogs, Democratic crusaders, tailless snakes…
A priceless lesson: even tyrants die !
We were building bamboo cars when Shagari came by to bid us farewell, as unceremoniously as he had come, even quieter than a pin hitting the ground.
Kalakuta Republic ! Requiem for the last Kaiser ! Die Aparthied ! Die ! Reagan and Gorbachev. Thatcher, Perestroika, Garang, Sandanistas, Shimon Peres, East Berlin, Ishmael Reed, The Color Purple, Ghadaffi, Tinnamen Square, Jesse Jackson, Rambo, Commando, Mr. Bond, Diana and Charles, Lake Nyos, Samuel Doe, IRA, Arafat, Coup d’etats, Ayatolla, AIDS.
Savimbi, relentless in his mischief. Moi, still a conniving demagogue cum tribal chief. Mazrui’s The Africans. Not yet Uhuru ! Not yet Uhuru !
Biya, Buhari, Eyadema, Doe, Habbrey, Babaginda, Boigny, Diouf, Bongo, Sassou Nguesso, Iran versus Iraq, BBC, Roots, Abu Nidal, Pablo Escobar, Manu Dibango, Thriller, Madonna, Tutu, Panama, Mujaheedan, cocaine, red and blue, crack, VOA.
We remained Frenchified and Anglisized, ingesting the dust particles of La Troisieme Republique’s nuclear ambitions. Where else but in the heart of Africa where men forsake virtue for fortune.
Olympique de Marsielles,Tyson, Maradona, Ben Johnson, Dream Team, Okwaraji, Italia 90, Abedi Pele, George Weah .
What is the IMF? Where was this World Bank located we wondered ? What happened to Samora’s plane ? How can a human being jump that high ? Jordan ! Those Africans can play with juju! Roger Milla !
We are the seeds of la crise economique. We ate the crumbs of structural adjustment programs, economic crisis, devaluation, inflation, unemployment, tension, exile, exile, thousands, millions, exiles.
Lively makossa songs morphed into depressing drones ; l’infidelite est en vogue became the chorus. Swallowing communion with beer we hummed quietly to Prince Nico’s Sweet Mother. Winnie we love you. Winnie we love you. Soyinka ! Pepe Kalle, Ndedi Eyango, Papa Wemba, Lionel Richie, Nkodo Sitony, Khaled, Kassav, Sade, Shabba Ranks and Aurlus Mabele.
Alas, television ! We weren’t sedated, we were too hungry, though entertained by dancing men in glossy space suits. Then we heard gunshots coming from Ouagadougou. Long Live Sankara ! Long Live the revolution ! We were denied the excesses of Marcos’s orgies and fought for Ghaddafi in Ndjamena. Soukous came blowing from the Congo. Beer, beer, more beer.
Ebony Magazine landed on our front porch. Thriller, Purple Rain, Run DMC, Rhythm Nation 1884, Rakim, Technotronic, Snap, Public Enemy, Eddie Murphy, Cosby, Donna Summer, Boney M., Chaka Demus & Pliers, Tupac and Biggie…



A lyrical journey down Africa's recent history. Great piece!!!
Posted by: Modo | August 27, 2007 at 11:50 PM
hehe,, the smell of Zimbabwe is the greatest memory i got ever! - WOuld love to go back, but meanwhile I am here in the colder atmosphere at the moment, and all i can do is dream...
Check out this from Calabash Music... GREAT music everyday...and LOTS from Zimbabwe. They give out 2 FREE songs every day as well...
FREE SONG today by Prince Enyago here!!
Posted by: Therese | October 04, 2007 at 07:58 AM