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7 The claque in singing the dirge. Of What Shall I Be Proud? Of what shall I be proud O mother, mother Africa? Of kith selling kin, Or patrons denuding banks? Of a completely disappointed sage, Or a totally demoralised youth? Of Amin making and losing war, Or Bokassa clowning and losing the crown? Of barren life Presidents Enslaving and murdering the lowly? Of what shall I be proud, O mother, mother Africa? Mere Nature’s Call? Chained in the act, tail to tail Defying the canine of their kind, This, for posterity or mere nature’s call? Only the aftermath did tell. Two hefty ones, male and female Surely the product of the union, Then both parents snarled and barked, Their product, not wanting to see. Same fate, African intelligentsia, Sponsored and pampered in quest of knowledge Upon graduation, eternally chastised – ...

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