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A Far Cry From Africa

Rating: 3.3

A wind is ruffling the tawny pelt
Of Africa, Kikuyu, quick as flies,
Batten upon the bloodstreams of the veldt.
Corpses are scattered through a paradise.
Only the worm, colonel of carrion, cries:
'Waste no compassion on these separate dead!'
Statistics justify and scholars seize
The salients of colonial policy.
What is that to the white child hacked in bed?
To savages, expendable as Jews?

Threshed out by beaters, the long rushes break
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Michael Walker 24 November 2019

He feels conflict between England and Africa. His two grandfathers were English: the two grandmothers were African. England has the language he loves, but also a colonial mentality towards Africans whom it treats cruelly at times. He feels the bond to Africa, which may be stronger.

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Valerie Hutchinson-morgan 12 February 2017

The identity torment of a descendant of slaves and slave owners. Derek who at this time is probably in his eighties asks the questions of his generation. The generation that followed him look back to who they were before slavery and colonization and more embrace Africa. Younger poets from the Caribbean and America now write in local dialect. Readers are now more open to diversity in the English language. After all, language is not static, it evolves and users change and add words in each generation. English in England has undergone constant changes too.

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Loobie Williams 18 August 2009

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