Kangsen Feka Wakai
I relish the hypocrisy! A man is sentenced in a hasty trial for having an opinion. Songs of opinion! They retaliate. Songs of condemnation! They retaliate! Songs of protest! They retaliate! Songs of peace! They retaliate!
An eleven-year-old boy is shot point blank in front of his mother and siblings. His crime, his artist father almost trekked a few kilometers to express his opinion about an on-going political debate. He didn’t actually make it all the way because he was stopped by military authorities. For that he is prison today.
About 100 youths are killed in a matter of days. Someone’s signature is forged. An amendment is made. Exonerate his sins. Thank you for the bondage. We demand more bondage.
This is a race between him, Bongo, Nguema and Derby. Who’ll last the longest? Laugh out loud but it’s sickening. Two-headed monsters! They are cold-hearted serpents of devious origins.
There are vacancies in the army. Who monitors our borders for shipments of weapons? They [the ruling tribalists] say they would cleanse Yaounde of the undesirables if anyone dares challenge their man again and yet, Biya’s Cameroon is a haven of peace.
And for his sake our poets [Lapiro de Mbanga and Joe la Conscience] are condemned for merely reciting the lyrics of our collective aspirations.
Those who claim to articulate the voice of the voiceless [as they do in the case of Zimbabwe] should be ashamed of their hypocrisy. Yes, they should.
There are two artists languishing in Dantean dungeons today because of their stance against the terror that has been unleashed on the Cameroonian masses by their own government. The terror is both covert and overt. The violence is too.
None of these artists espouse violence of any sort. None of them are violent. None of these artists represent a tangible threat to a well-armed regime. None of them are warlords. The authorities holding them know that but they also know that their words represent the sentiments of the people.
I relish the hypocrisy. I relish the hypocrisy. I relish it. But we must continue to beat the drums until the forts of tyranny crumble.