Africans!
Hear me now,
For unity we must avow, But alas, it's just a dream, For we're too diverse, it seems.
Our mother continent, a melting pot,
Of tongues and tribes,
Our past revolutionaries taught us well, That unity in diversity could dwell.
But romanticized it may be,
For humanity's yet to see,
Tolerance of difference and other,
We're all brethren of the same mother.
And yet we cannot keep.
For hundreds of years we've failed,
Minor differences have us derailed,
One culture always seeks to reign,
Examples of this are not in vain.
To unite, ideals must be shared,
Culture and traditions paired,
But how to do this, you may ask,
Simple, we must rid ourselves of our mask.
Unlearn what we are,
Let go of pride,
Let not our genetics and where we reside, Language and culture to define what we ought to achieve,
For they are all illogical factors for achieving greatness.
Our focus should be the pursuit of universal perfection in Science and Technology.
Remember we are also specks in the grander universe,
Here to prolong and advance human knowledge,
For the universe is our college,
A purpose to unite us all, Science and Technology, our higher calling.
Shed the shackles of your pride my dear brother,
Your traditional identities are but hinderances to our future adversities.
If we do not wish to be lost in obscurity,
We must create what better fits our needs,
Cultures, traditions and languages are but mere emergent factors.
Factors easily forged and twisted.
Ours should be of Science and Technology,
Of unity and progress, these, our only creed.
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