I will surely get back to you when I come online.
Ina kwana Baba!
Lafiya yaro na,
Ka je makaranta?
Eh, Baba.
Listen my son:
While you acquire the Western education,
Don't detest your cultures and traditions,
Learn to appreciate your root and identity.
While learning their ways,
Never you imitate their ways,
Imitation is limitation,
Be you; be comfortable in your skin.
Don't change your identity to belong,
Bear your African names,
It's a mark of your identity,
Tell this to your children,
And to your children's children.
Yaro na!
As you walk to the top,
Help people you meet on your way up,
If need be, make sacrifices for them;
Put smiles on their faces.
If Allah blesses you,
Be humble, kind and empathetic,
Be a giver,
Love everybody, but trust nobody.
Yaro na!
If you do all these,
You will be happy here and hereafter,
In all, love yourself without reservation,
"Baba, na gode".
Greatness awaits you at the top.
13 April, 2024.
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Author:
Jude Chukwuemeka Muoneke (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem talks about elderly counsel to the younger generation. It calls all African sons and daughters to appreciate and embrace their cultures and traditions. It also discourage them from copying the Western culture without recourse to critical thinking and evaluation.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
It also invokes your God.
I love your sentiments.
Nothing to argue with there other than to say that no-one chooses to be who they are, so give that some deep thought, please.
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