How Now, Mama Africa?

Becky Oludayo Peleowo
@beckyoludayoadenuga426965
3 months ago

But How, Mama Africa, how now
Can I play a part in pernicious times?
I, only a wordsmith with boondoggle words
Constantly nibbling on her aquiver pen
Crafting ineffable masterful lines
To move, to inspire yet uncharted am I
What, Mama Africa, can this craftsman do?

Now, my child, your sagacious siblings
From this same swarthy flesh and blood
Were craftsmen. They were creatives too
With meager tools but inspired they forged
Small noble dreams that came through
You, my child, are no small hero now
Look not down on the size of your fist

No, Mama Africa, let your little one be!
The trials, the travails, the oppression too
Weighs down, Mama, the strength of my will
How can I, this lanky child, yet unknown
Make momentous changes where lions roar
I, just a scribbler and my aquiver pen
Has no weight near the warriors’ swords

Wait now my child, before you leave
Your transcendent, celebrated siblings once
Were small men too. Mandela, yes Nelson
Son of Onakoya and Chi' Adichie, your kind
Did trivial things in prodigious ways, you see
Consistent, unwavering and pushing they paved
New paths, my child, for you to trail.





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