A letter to Departed African Heroes

It's arvo times here in Africa,

A little nap , a little slumber

But the gods won't give me peace

For there is a cry of ancestral spirits

That keeps nagging me to echo the voice of their sons

Dear African Heroes

To Pixley Isaka Seme,

Sorry to disturb you in your sleep

I have chosen to speak to you 

On this occasion upon regeneration of Africa

Iam an African , and I set my pride in my race over against public opinion

Dear Pixley , son of Natal in South Africa,

We are sorry . We are out of sorts today

We will be better tommorow if Africa is regenerated

But instead we have grenaded it

Our neighbors in Congo have no peace

Regeneration of Africa

Hello Dr. Kwame Nkrumah?

Indeed if wishes were horses Doc

Then we beggars from Africa we could ride

I bring with me the hopes and fraternal greetings of the government and people of Ghana to you.

Dear Dr.Kwameh ,infront of 31 heads of state of African nations

No one listened to your prohetic insight message 

" There is no time to waste. We unite or perish" 

We have been scattered and plundered in every corner 

We are fragments of political and tribal wars

No sporadic act nor pious resolution can resolve our present problems

Unite or perish.