Over the past few weeks I’ve been learning about African civilisations which at the start of the year I had no idea about. Up until recently I was under the false impression that Africa had consisted entirely of small tribal groups and the Egyptian Empire who were not black. This it seems is all wrong. The Egyptians were black and there were many other African Empires. It seems to me this is something that western civilisation purposely refused to accept to justify the slave trade and stubbornly refuses to accept now as it breaks with tradition and it requires changing our world views. Nonetheless when I found out about Africa’s hidden past I felt robbed of part of our combined human heritage and our combined story.
Don’t take the hand of my brother,
for what he gives with one he takes with the other.
Everyone will know of his acts of charity,
but in private he hampers income parity.
Whether it be race or gender,
in his cheating he’s an equal offender.
He wears a face of kindness when giving nations aid,
while he quietly imposes unfair conditions on trade.
Don’t trust my brother’s lies
for through them history he will revise.
He will hide Africa’s achievement,
to justify the continent’s enslavement.
Erase the history of African empires,
to make an air of inferiority he conspires.
Forget the wealth which in Mali laid,
or in Benin whose walls fell to his blade.
Don’t listen to my brother’s false pretensions,
they only serve to hide his true intentions.
He will speak of his previous acts of kindness,
only given credence through historic blindness.
Tell of how his conscience lead to Caribbean emancipation,
though his conscience came after Maroons self-liberation,
and if so free why are African decedents trapped in poverty?
and why do their sons and daughters face police brutality?
No, don’t trust my brother,
for what he inflicts on you he will to his mother.
Steals from the earth, poisons water and air,
leaving our children to a future wrapped in despair.
He tells me his brother together we’re great,
though we are left to a very different fate.
Tries to turn me from you my friend, my kin,
by telling me there’s nothing good in your creed, your skin.
No I don’t trust my brother just because I too am white,
he shows in his actions nothing he does is right.