SINGLE CROWD

This poem presents Africa in a macrocosm microcosm view through a people. They are one people , speaking the same language, ( having the same plights) yet are not ready to work with one another in order to get a solution a to their problems . Their ancestors went through a lot and instead of them listening to life’s teachings based on passed experiences, they apportion blames on others , claiming they could do better in their segregated and feeble corners.

The poem ends by asserting that if only Africa could burry it’s past , work together in unity , honesty and loyalty, what it saw yesterday and sees today (its plights) will in some future time be a fictional tale told across the globe.
By Muluh Dian Kipat