The Backed Unjust Colonists Poem by Abubakar Mohammed Musa

With guns they came,
Don't they have guns now?
With whips and chains,
Don't they have whips now?
Came to capture the
Dark Continent,
Haven't they captured it now?

Chains snaking across Africa,
Africa blessed by nature,
Africa a precious jewel,
Jewel coveted by imperialists,
Jewel stained with blood,
Blood of the disenfranchised,
Blood of innocents,
Innocents slaughtered,
Innocents subjugated,
Subjugated like cattle,
Subjugated nonentities,
Nonentities to colonial masters,
Nonentities bowing to alien flags,
Flags of oppression,
Flags of exploitation and domination,
Domination of inferiors,
Domination of natural resources,
Resources robbed.

Looting resources on their minds,
Resources drenched with sweat and tears,
Tears of those with no voices,
Tears of those whipped and silenced,
Silenced by superiority,
Silenced by weapons and fear,
Fear of foreign invaders,
Fear of certain death,
Death of ancient civilization,
Death of treasured culture,
Culture stripped and raped,
Culture battered and fragmented,
Fragmented destiny,
Fragmented people.

It's like there no more people,
People crushed to the ground,
People with no more sweet songs,
Songs of freedom and happier times,
Songs of nationalism,
Nationalism and solidarity,
Nationalism thwarted,
Thwarted to divide and conquer,
Thwarted to castrate minds and bodies,
Bodies chained and beaten,
Bodies killed for defiance,
Defiance against injustice,
Defiance against colonialism,
Colonialism in the name of God,
Colonialism in the name of kings.