Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
Jacques Sprenkie Mateya Poems
A Colonized Mind Of Africa
Don't call my Africa a moron!
After stealing its means
Poisoning its food
Larcenous its resources,
And made it to look poor, like a church mouse
My African? Your mind is still colonized even today!
Africa you are now monotonous
With fake accent of colonization
Look! What colonization have done to your bright thoughts
I didn't know that it will last during your lifetime.
'Africa your mind is still colonized even today'
You use to have sharp shooter mind
You where In depth and independent
And now you are forever broke and in debt
You are ...
A Poem For Don Mattera
In delightful rest
I wish to talk
Don’t wish to irritate you
You summoned, I bound
Its wake up call
Finally Africa is back
I have seen injustice broken chains
Parallelized and disable immortality