Bangui Blue - Poem by Paul Amrod
It will always poise a misery this wrath of colonialization
It is obviously a plundering of resources that has plagued Africa for centuries
The wonderful diamonds you wear and the precious gold
have brought the mongers to inhumanity and criminalization.
Heaving the ropes over the River Ubangi have usurped the memory
of earlier hypocritical days of the rituals being exchanged for missionaries.
In the name of God as a cloak disguising the true reality of their presence
It can only be stipulated their purpose with their catechization
of the gullible as they surrender their sense of the rudimentary.
We then go wandering through thick and thin
We are certainly pondering what lies within
The secrets of the ancient and tranquil times
Developing organically as we speak with felines
Sitting under the banana's vegetation in solitary
Playing a balafon and a round of kalimba
inciting a shimmy and a ballet of rhumba.
All of a sudden we must giggle and grin
Nonetheless there seems to be no buffer
and peace is elusive and somewhat imaginary.
When elephants fight, the grass suffers
when elephants make love, the spirits still don't marry.
So carefree the orangutans swing freely through the trees
while the businessmen remain as peacemakers are outnumbered.
Notwithstanding are the choirs of the indigenous
who keep the rhythms so incredibly contagious
enacting a pulse of incessant passion.
While the singers promenade in a jamboree
this brings to light the treacherous reality
shadowing the superbness of the life we will discover.
As we enter a new millennium we desire a counterculture.
The evident exploitation without conscious must come before a tribunal.
We have witnessed enough of these capitalistic vultures.
However we encourage optimism for a state of renewal.
Open up the treasure of this remarkable world of Nature.
To Bangui we must travel and observe this multicolored Paradise
To experience the elegance of our planet's creation
Assimilating the spectacle exquisiteness we will emphasize.
The gorgeous and almost extinct Bongo Antelopes
When we view them God presents us hope
The Papilionini and Leptocercini are amongst the butterflies
which enrapture our Earth like their native jewels.
The cheetahs and leopards prance through the jungle
with their twinkling eyes at nightfall so mystified.
Maybe the Rhinocerous will pursue a rumble
storming the steppes while a tiger lies and realized
a menacing chimpanzee chattering as the gorillas arise.
Subsequentially the foreign powers of northern nations
capitulate their belongings for their regrettable saturation.
The inconceivable lobbyist wears his illustrious décor
dancing on his toes bringing a medicine man's demise.
How very little seems to trickle into the newspaper to underscore
the atrocities of these western maniacs and eastern delegations.
Twisting the truth so their halos remain in place for their mumble-jumble
as countless souls are insurmountably frustrated and absolutely petrified.
Nevertheless we will wander to this sacred home of this unassuming core
listening to their music in Bangui blue and sympathetic to their aggravations.
Heaven look upon their plight and send a blessing and sanctification
to liberate their wanting souls and resurrect them like a compassionate counselor.
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