Sunday, December 10, 2017

A Letter to the Vice Chancellor, University of the Gambia (UTG)

 I write with a great aplomb and unbreakable string of inexplicable respect, to genuinely disclose a hindsight of foreseeable national plight affecting every facet of your deservedly highly praised University. My reason for writing to you becomes a disillusionment at variance with a sense of detachment on past aspirations towards your predecessors. I reasonably write this letter to define my blustery petrel of nationalism which has defied my anticipation.


Of understandable civility, I do hope that the sting of discomfort on my chin hopes to smart in perpetuity for accepting my "Congratulatory Message" to you--having assumed the office which serves as the eyes and ears of every erudite and unscholarly Gambian.
As Paul Beatty, the Manbooker Prize Winner echoes in his best-selling book, The Sellout, which reads: "Human carnage and mistake is always filmed and remembered in the highest definition. The images of the past always burn into our memories and plasma screens of sight to recall."


Makes the smokes of expression burned the inside of my throat. After a long pause, I finally want to say, Honor my Chancellor, I plead human. This letter is a citation of interest in your honorable institution of wisdom, I plead service en masse on an affirmation-action that truncates our country's name.The Gambia, our country as you may know is the smallest of the only countries on planet earth - where tribalism is a constitutional right - and jealousy and hypocrisy a priority first.


My research paper, 'Seeking Knowledge in Philosophy of Science and Religion' teaches that: "In a country where knowledgeable people are disrespected - the youth suckle from the breast of ignorance." If modern law is to be modernized,  and laws made out of parliament to be revised and revitalized in the coming Twenty-Second Century: The Age of The Anti- Christ which is not my topic of discussion.  The Gambia under the first democratically elected government should be one of the African countries to pass a bill against ( Wolof: Sohorr ak Inyan) ( Mandinka: Hasidia ning Jawyaa).


 Agreeing with me that an honorary degree is an academic degree for which a university (or other degree-awarding institution) has waived the usual requirements, such as matriculation, residence, a dissertation and the passing ofcomprehensive examinations. The degree is typically a doctorate or, less, commonly a master's degree, or bachelor's , and may be awarded to someone who has no prior connection with the academic institution or no previous postsecondary education. The degree is often conferred as a way of honouring a distinguished citizen or a visitor's contributions to a specific field or to society in general.

For over three hundred years, U.S. colleges and universities have bestowed honorary degrees on people for their lasting impact on society - politicians, musicians, writers, actors, clergymen, corporate CEOs, sports figures and then some. It all began at Harvard University in 1692, when the Ivy League school gave the first honorary degree in the United States to Puritan clergyman Increase Mather. However, honorary degrees had been granted for over 200 years before this (the University of Oxford gave out its first honorary degree in the 1470s). Then, the degree was given mainly to scholars.
 Such diverse individuals as author Elie Weisel, comedian Bill Cosby, and former heavyweight champion Mike Tyson have been awarded honorary degrees. My honorable Chancellor, The Yale University as part of its honors programs awarded the famous Senegelase inventor of "Mbalax",  Prof. Youssou Ndour for his outstanding contribution in the world of music. How about renowned Gambian Jaliba Kuyateh, the King of Kora?  Prof. Dr. Henry Carrol, retired director of the Gambia National Library, Abdou W. Mbaye, Hon. Halifa Sallah, Dr. Langfafa Dampha, former P.S. Baboucarr Boye,  Mr. Momodou Sabally the Gambia's Pen, Prof. Fodey Baldeh a publisher, critic, grammarian and editor, Prof. Nana Grey-Johnson, Dr. Baba Galleh Jallow, Dr. Baba Sillah, Dr. Tijan Sallah, Prof. Michael Hamadi Secka, Dr. Cherno Omar Barry, Dr. Musa Bah ( Tha Scribller ), etc. It's even more disparaging to recall how prolific Gambian scholars in the likes of late  Dr. Lenrie Peters, Sheikh  Oustas Bun Jeng, Sheikh Oustas Abdou Gitteh,  Musa Affia Ngoum, Ossulo Njie Senghor, and of recently, Dr. Raphina Philott Almeida, etc, could all be laid to rest to suffer the indignity of unremembered graves. Their history forgotten, and their might extincted amongst fallen knights.

 I am happy to know Dr. Pierre Gomez has been academically and ceremonious conferred a" Prof", which is loudly commendable and undoubtedly deserving of such an erudite embodiment of scholarship and dissertation in him. I hope his department under your tutelage will put this letter into consideration, and to hereinafter ameliorate the faculty of arts and sciences with similar programmes, despite the existing honors in your university. In one of my new books,  entitled; 'An Island of Silence' , I said: "when flowers turned and become fruits,  they always tend to forget that they're from a plant." I bet the ferociously intelligent and season of Gambian scholars will nurture the young people in our country who merit mentorship, in order to hold the roots of our country's educational future at equilibrium - thus,  the settled Gambia High incident.


Honorary degrees recognize those who have made profound and enduring contributions to scholarship, culture, and improved quality of life in society at large. Achievements of national or international significance deserve priority consideration. It is important that recipients be persons of great integrity, as the choices we make reflect our values as an institution. Hence it is sometimes recommended that such degrees be listed in one's CV as an award, and not in the education section. With regard to the use of this honorific, the policies of institutions of higher education generally ask that recipients "refrain from adopting the misleading title and that a recipient of an honorary doctorate should restrict the use of the title "Dr" before their name to any engagement with the institution of higher education in question and not within the broader community. Rev.Theodore Hesburgh held the record for most honorary degrees, having been awarded 150 during his lifetime


I would like to recommend to your office the  "Introduction" of The Honorary Degree and Undergraduate Degree awarded in rare and exceptional circumstances.  The purpose of these honor is to recognize individual Gambians who may or may not have been admitted to, or graduated from the University of the Gambia under exceptional or extraordinary conditions.

 For example in USA, the first recipient of the Honorary Undergraduate Degree was denied admission to the University due to her race, not on the basis of her academic qualifications. It is anticipated that the awardees have distinguished themselves within their community, state or region.

The Types of Honorary Undergraduate Degrees to be Awarded at the UTG may include :

Bachelor of Arts (B.A.)
Bachelor of Science ( B.SC.)
Etc,

Titles of Honorary Degrees available for conferral at the UTG may also include:

Doctor of Arts (D.A.) – Design, visual, and performing arts

Doctor of Humane Letters (L.H.D.) – Service to society (humanitarianism) and scholarship in the humanities (journalism, communication, history, philosophy, language, and literature) and social sciences

Doctor of Laws (LL.D.) – Law, public policy, and public service

Doctor of Science (Sc.D.) – Science, medicine, engineering, and related fields

In conclusion,  the Bible says in 2 Timothy 4:3: “For the time is coming when people will not endure sound teaching, but having itching ears they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own passions.” In the service of creative writing, philosophy and nationalism, I cannot but always remain:


Yours Sincerely,
Modou Lamin Age-Almusaf Sowe,
Author / Librarian / Poet and Playwright;
Founder/President of the Young Writers Association of the Gambia  ( YWAG),
Interim Assistant Secretary General at the Writers Association of the Gambia  ( WAG).



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Wednesday, November 22, 2017

SPEAK OUT Mother Africa ( A Poem )

Speak, will you?Africa Speak!
Spread your hands,
Play the traditional bands,Sing our:

Raw materials ,
Talent and;
Human resources.

Speak the lips of joy
Deactivate your silence
Be revamped 'n renamed
 Of a wondering continent,
Speak out Mother Africa!



 The youth need your milk to breastfeed
The continent of unrespected voices
Lecturer of war 'n harborer of crimes
The continent of pest 'n diseases
Our dignity is being riped off
Our unity zip zipped off
 For a lack of cooperation
Bad representation in the United Nations
The news broadcast what our radios don't speak on the press



Be detetmined from a distress,  Oh mistress! Cooperate! Use a rake and rate the stars:
Achebe
Mandela
Ghadaffi
Sankara

Not modern speakers!
Changemakers in sheep clothing
Held our objectives sailing
Wallowing endlessly
Regardless of the holes in their pockets
For being political pickpockets
Speaking in disrupted bells of governance
Democracy with hypocrisy
Rights with dead batteries in a torchlight



 The disgruntled voices made more noises
Silent in our battered houses
Shattered into flights
Dancing naked with scattered pains
We're missing the Mugabe quotes
As his resignation gave notes
Cooperate MOTHER Africa!
Will you? Trash AU
Reshuffle ECOWAS
They're rubbish in a bin
Noisy bling blings
Whose meetings determine
An evaporated water on the road
And the dead of a toad



Cooperate with USA 'n UAE mother Africa
 As slaves of humiliation chained in politics  Threatened 'n abused in our pants
By the great constitution of nations
 In the forest of cowardice
 We drenched in our blood of fright
Clapped in delight
Time to speak out!
 Speak out Mother Africa!



Voices from afar 'n within
Our shame shall be resolved in witty
 Write hashtags, let's match the streets
 Sing boldly 'n wholly
To bid farewell with our songs of sorrow
For a better tomorrow
We must be heard even it's hard



SPEAK,  SPEAK, 'n speak out!
Time to get our abused voices into a microphone
We need Afri-Phones
Not IPhones
To SPEAK,  speak,  and speak out for EU Cooperation in Africa

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

The Pain Is Gone (A Poem)


O'er the land I'm overlaid
Weighing motion in emotion
 Overloaded in the ostentatious origin
 Overcame to overcome in the overclock

 I'm overcast, dressed overcoat
Suffered overall-
 The clock ticking overtime
My efforts are overwhelming
They overlooked
I'm overpaid

Did you hear the overflow?
In the overlap
Overblown today
In the outskirts of an outsold ovation
In an orchestrated nation

Over the damsel of an off cell
Overdue in time
Things overdone
But I'm off the done
I'm licking the ice on  the tongue


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Tuesday, October 24, 2017

The Orphan ( Spoken Word) on YouTube


You may be relieved from stress and pain should you not have been in a happy mood TODAY. As a therapist of emotional discomfort, I diagnosed this piece of poem to reinvigorate the dying strength of orphans in their dramatic shifting and life-long struggle for success.
BE INSPIRED READING
The Orphan ( Spoken Word):

https://youtu.be/x9Pe-q-Nhks

Listen to another Spoken Word by Gambian Author and Young Scholar, ModouLaminAgeAlmusafSowe. Click on the video and watch lyrics of the poem titled: The Orphan. Edited and produced by PrinceJawara, an iconoclastic video-editor, professional producer, a prodigy and computer genius. Courtesy of PrinceJProduction. #Associátion_Nop_Sa_Jekarr_Group_Deff_Mu_Nekh. #WeInVirtue!



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Wednesday, October 11, 2017

THE HOPE THAT CRIED ( A Poem)



When our love was so young 'n fresh
We blossom from the family tree
You implanted your seeds into my womb
I gave you five splendid sons
I loved you to the depth of my heart


Until my hope cried
You broke your vows
What did she has that I lacked?
Am I not a woman?
You promised to love only me

I have never known a man except you
You met me as a virgin, pure 'n stainless
Now that my bones are old- 'n' my skin withered
You married a woman among women
We've fought 'n we quarrelled,
With so many reasons to leave you


But I cling on you like a child
Behold in my spirit 'n patient
You made my legs your home
Until I am use to only you
Why should you abandon me with my children?


Please! 
For the sake of our children; don’t leave me
Don’t make me to regret ever loving you
Remember so many fine men proposed to me
With their cash and kind
 I rejected them all for you
I love only you until you have
You threw me apart 'n forgot you past
When you used to live from hand to mouth



Had I known, I would have left you the way you were
Now that I am an orphan
Have nobody else but you
You have chosen to ostracize me
You sank me further into my miseries
You precipitated me into worries
The Lord shall judge between us


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Tuesday, September 5, 2017

BALLOON OF FAME (Poetry)






Holding on a vertical stretch
In creative writing 'n literature
Silent, but born exactly in my nature
Being unheard
And unsupported
For being African
Yet Gambian

I entangled left 'n right
Turned olding days to new years
Old writings in to modern African literature
Like a blown balloon
Sighting a new crescent from afar
The 22nd Century not far
I felt a tremor of an appraisal wave
Swollen in new African valves, rotten with dignity


Dribbling with my senses whether to laugh or cry
I remained constant:
As the wind of death blows intermittently
When my comrades who were always invincible
Shaded tears of joyous-sadness
For mourning Chinua Achebe
Celebrating Wole Sonyinka 'n Chimamanda Ngozi Adechie

For the first time in my entire life
I wish to live long to witness
The clap of my heart
Congratulating African hard work
For the age of new technology in literature
Death is but must!
Will I live to witness this glory I labored for?
In pain 'n sweat
Alone 'n in underestimation
In hunger 'n poverty



My eyes swum with tears of sorrow
 To the depth of my happy ocean 
I sank in the rivulets of dejected honor
Swimming in success, yet unsuccessful
 In the ocean of education, but uneducated
Reaching the rim of the world 
But still in Africa
On a cross highway, next to a round-about
I became a robot

My legs got frozen against my wishes
The yellow color on a traffic light
 Held my muscles 'n plight
My strength became the green-light for my passage
Upon reaching the stairs
Stairs of my sweat but not sweating
I felt that one blood of a person
 Can be a poison to another
Many have been denied by my intelligence to clap for


The amount of food a farmer eats is what he grew
As the microphone prostrated before me
Tears burned in my eyes
My voice betrayed my lips for hearing a crack in my speech
My eyes beamed before my audience
Love engulf my elbow
Speaking next to my neighbour
Weakness told me don't speak
Literature said: 'write'
I became noble in the ribs of nobility
For being alive but will die
 But wish to witness
The new West African writer 
To win the Nobel Prize for Literature 







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Friday, August 25, 2017

Eid-ul-Adha: Muslim Feast of Sacrifice ( Tobaski ) in Philosophy of Religion


Islam has now become a religion of hypocrisy and mockery of which people have chosen for themselves prophets and messengers other than those Allah had already sent and chosen for Mankind. The world is now experiencing a new revelation from the 'World of the Supernatural', governed by Satan and all his agents of doom and decadence. Before, Satan struggles to the depth of his sweat ninety-nine point nine times before he can influence a single soul to commit heinous sins. But that was in the past; nowadays, he sits comfortably on his throne and watches Mankind clearly and openly prove God wrong as to why he ( Iblis, Lucifer, etc) had been so much recalcitrant to prostrate before Adam. His reasons are unacceptably clear -- not only because he's fire and man is clay, but of course, we're in the time of the Hour when the world only awaits the major signs for Judgment Day. The twelfth month of the Islamic calendar is called Dhul Hijjah. It is the month that contains one of the greatest pillars of Islam – Hajj or the major pilgrimage. It also contains one of only two Islamic reoccurring festivals, Eid ul Adha. These two special occasions, the Hajj and Eid ul Adha, are inextricably linked by one special man, Prophet Ibrahim, known in Jewish and Christian traditions as Prophet Abraham.

Making the pilgrimage is often called following in the footsteps of Ibrahim. This is due to the fact that the rituals involved in the pilgrimage replicate many of the events in Prophet Ibrahim’s life. Eid ul Adha commemorates a specific trial in the life of Ibrahim. He was commanded by God to sacrifice, his son Ishmael. Eid ul Adha occurs on the 10th day of Dhul Hijjah, the day on which most of the Hajj rites have been performed and the pilgrims slaughter an animal to honor Prophet Ibrahim’s obedience to God.


“Surely Ibrahim was an example, obedient to God, by nature upright, and he was not of the polytheists. He was grateful for Our bounties. We chose him and guided him onto the right path. We gave him good in this world, and in the next, he will most surely be among the righteous.” (Quran 16:120-121)

In a divinely inspired dream, Ibrahim saw himself sacrificing his son Ishmael. All members of Ibrahim’s family demonstrated complete trust in God, therefore Ibrahim revealed the dream to Ishmael. He readily agreed that his father must carry out the command of God. Together they went to the place of sacrifice and offered Ishmael’s life to God. Ibrahim prepared to sacrifice his beloved son. At this point, (Satan) tempted Ibrahim trying to make him disobey God, but Ibrahim resisted and drove Satan away. Ibrahim looked down at his son for what he believed was the last time but as the blade came close to Ishmael’s neck God stayed his hand and revealed that there was no need for Ibrahim to continue. His sacrifice had already been fulfilled.



Giving up something big for the sake of God, such as the life of your child, must seem like a huge and unimaginable sacrifice. Today even going without something small, such as a cup of coffee, to donate the money to charity seems like a large sacrifice. Try to imagine how Ibrahim must have felt as he held the blade above his child’s neck. In the last moment, he was relieved of his duty to follow God’s commands. Having complete trust in God, knowing with certainty that God knows and wants what is best for us is often difficult, but it should not be.

“…And whosoever fears God and keeps his duty to Him, He will make a way for him to get out (from every difficulty). And He will provide him from (sources) he never could imagine….” (Quran 65:2-3)

God replaced Ishmael with a sheep and it is for this reason that Muslims sacrifice an animal on the celebration of Eid ul Adha; however it is more than a celebration, it is a reminder. We are reminded of our own submission to the will of God. Those Muslims who are not making the pilgrimage and who can afford it sacrifice an animal in remembrance of Prophet Ibrahim’s test.

“Their meat will not reach Allah, nor will their blood, but what reaches Him is piety from you….” (Quran 22:37)


The act of animal sacrifice is often misunderstood. God has no need for the blood or the meat; in fact, God has no need for any of our acts of worship. However, for our own benefit, God commands us to turn to Him and obey Him. God looks for our piety, our goodness, and our charity. The animal sacrificed is usually a sheep, a goat, or a cow. 

Distributing the meat from the sacrifice of Eid al-Adha strengthens many of our efforts to please God with our piety. Usually, a portion is eaten by the immediate family and relatives, a portion is given away to friends and neighbors and a portion is donated to the poor. The act symbolizes our willingness to give up our bounties to strengthen ties of kinship and friendship and our enthusiasm to give up things that are of benefit to us in order to help those who are in need. In the sacrifice, we recognize that all blessings come from God.


Eid ul Adha commences on the 10th day of Dhul Hijjah. For those who are not at the pilgrimage, it begins with an extra early morning prayer performed in the congregation, called the Eid prayer. It is a time of celebration, a time to visit family and friends and thank God for all the blessings He has bestowed upon us. It demands contact with relatives, kindness to family and neighbors, and empathy and compassion for the poor. Above all Eid ul Adha reminds us that God is great and that He is the source of all bounties. Through the good times and the trying times, God is the source of all comfort and all peace, and submission to Him brings the greatest benefits of all.


Islamic feasts ( both Eid-ul-Adha and Eid-ul-Fitr) have now been transformed into a cerebral doomsday of wrong-doing and arrogance by so-called Muslims around the world. 


Nowadays, people even compete in buying sacrifices to be slaughtered on Tobaski day -- than buying them in the right way, and for the right purposes. Even dresses people wear on this special day, some people go to the masjid to show off than having the intention of going to pray as commanded by ALLAH. 


They are those who will even be amongst the first throng of mobs to leave the masjid immediately the Imam terminates the prayer. People nowadays have no atom of belief in them other than pretenses and hypocrisy. In Islam, it's even forbidden to leave the masjid or praying ground, immediately a specific prayer is terminated without having to wait for a while, at least. But many people are doing this intentionally because their intention is not only going to pray. I want to make something very clear that it's not a force to buy sacrifices during Tobaski.


The sacrifice of Eid al-Adha is a Sunna (an option) and not an obligation. Thanking God and prayers are even more significant because neither the flesh nor the blood of the sacrifices reaches ALLAH. He doesn't need them at all. It doesn't matter what type of dress you wear; old or new, ALLAH is not looking at your clothes, and He knows very well that most of us even go to the masjid to show off. He pays by intention and pays a deed for a deed, good or bad. 


Apart from the sacrifices of animals, we observe and remember Abraham and his son ( Ismaeil), as vital as forgiving each other and returning greetings and blessings. As Muslims, we go to the masjid on this day to respect the religion of Islam and all its prophets because it's in this day that Mankind remembers, and thank ALLAH for replacing Ismael with a sheep to be slaughtered by Prophet Ibrahim or Abraham. This is a form of worship to our Creator, the Benevolent, Most Merciful. 



This day should therefore be celebrated with great prospect of worship, and I urge true Muslims who are capable of sacrificing two or more rams, precisely, one for their own family, and one for those who cannot afford it. But one will be disgracefully ashamed to see how people nowadays offer the second sacrifice they say is meant for those who cannot afford it. Some will even go about announcing that they buy it for so and so. Some do it publicly in order to show off, and others, Maa Shaa Allah, do it in the right way. 


You'll be so surprised to acknowledge that 99.9 % of Muslims do not correctly pray the Five Daily Prayers on this day. Especially the women, who will even go the extra mile to fix their nails, eyebrows, etc. They become so beautiful and satanic so much so that the dresses they wear make them not pray at all. Men too do the same -- and it's a day that is meant for sinners to meet and sin publicly. 


Some families have made it a duty to even go about creating and innovating things outside Islam, which, of course, is not meant for it. It will be so unworthy and unbelievable to see how people called Muslims celebrate these two days. 


Surah Al-Kawthar tells us to sacrifice: 


''Surely, We have given thee Abundance; (1) so pray unto thy Lord and sacrifice. (2) Surely he that hates thee, he is the one cut off.''


In Tafsir Jalalayn, regarding the second verse, it says,


''So pray to your Lord, the prayer of the Festival of Immolation (‘īd al-nahr), and sacrifice, your offering.''

“Eid al-Nahr” is the same as “Eid al-Adha”.

The sacrifice of Abraham is in the Qur’an as well.


''Then We gave him the good tidings of a prudent boy; (101) and when he had reached the age of running with him, he said, 'My son, I see in a dream that I shall sacrifice thee; consider, what thinkest thou?' He said, 'My father, do as thou art bidden; thou shalt find me, God willing, one of the steadfast.' (102) When they had surrendered, and he flung him upon his brow, (103) We called unto him, 'Abraham, (104) thou hast confirmed the vision; even so We recompense the good-doers. (105) This is indeed the manifest trial.' (106) And We ransomed him with a mighty sacrifice, (107) and left for him among the later folk (108) 'Peace be upon Abraham!''




Man is nothing other than a forgotten history that must be read and reminded-- darkness is overcoming light in order to darken the world into precepts of chaos and great deception, intercepted with fake believers who are Muslims in the morning and become disbelievers at night. And some, who are neither with God nor with Satan.  


SURAH AL-KAHF (18) (The Cave) 57;


 "And who doth more wrong than one who is reminded of the Signs of his Lord, but turns away from them, forgetting the (deeds) which his hands have sent forth? Verily, We have set veils over their hearts lest they should understand this, and over their ears, deafness, if thou callest them to guidance, even then will they never accept guidance."


In this regard, such people are those who even fast and pray, but actually for zero (in vain). But as for those who know, truly knew that the Munafiquns ( meaning the hypocrites ) had even prayed behind the Prophet (S.A.W) -- and most of them fasted and gave Zakat. But that will not prevent some of them from going to hell. People have lost sight and hearing so much so that they've taken forever to finagle a set of practices in Islam, in order to hypocritically fused tradition and religion together. People nowadays mix religion and science - and what is Sunnah (optional) from what's compulsory ( Fadr) altogether. 


Happy Tobaski to you all my dear readers. God always says 'Yaa-Ayyuhallazina-Aamannu' (meaning: O you who truly believe). He knows not all of us are true believers and will always see things differently. 



References:


1. Qurán,

2. Hadiths, and:

3. What is Eid-ul-Adha by Aisha Stacey

Saturday, August 5, 2017

The Leaders Who Ruined Africa and the Generation Who Can Heal the Wounds ( a Play)


SYNOPSIS

Emmanuel, a traditional healer and the King of Africa, lives in the evil forest in northern Nigeria with his kinsmen since 1807. Two-hundred-ten years earlier, his mother, Folonko, the goddess of Africa, known as Mama Africa, and Alex, their herald, a Whiteman captured and charmed to live in Africa forever, formed a strong army to revenge the unforgettable pains of slavery. Having lost power during the ensuing battle for colonial domination in Africa through our colonial masters, Emmanuel the great, has sought to make sure that every person born in Africa, and will one day be a leader in any of the fifty-four countries, must pass through his mother and be formally initiated and given a traditional wife to marry.

 Mama Africa (Folonko), who must determined their rule and has the stick of insignia and the divine power to chose leaders who must themselves rule Africa, in all the fifty-four states on the Continent, she hated all the flags chosen for each country in Africa and every national anthem composed for us— she likes playing the Kora, as a symbol of historic reflection to the birth of our culture and civilization. She honors our true warriors and hunters , has a strong respect for our great writers and scholars, and above all praises our chiefs and local courts for being African and nothing but African.

  After the Anglo-French Rivalry, as slave labor was not a key component of Britain’s economy unlike USA, most English countries passed legislation to abolish slavery. However, Great Britain also banned the African slave trade in 1807, but the trade of African slaves to Brazil and Cuba continued until the 1860s. In this drama of post-colonial civilization and emancipation of Africans, the goddess of Africa was captured by an American goddess, named Shasha, who was sent by the great gods in Egypt to introduce a new science that will replace human slavery into mental slavery— to source the rivulets of world economic powers. By 1865, some 12 million Africans had been shipped across the Atlantic Ocean to the Americas, and more than one million of these individuals had died from mistreatment during the voyage. While Mama Africa fought a painful battle to stop the ship that came transporting these slaves; she lost her powers, and was captured and enslaved in a cave in Egypt.  Emmanuel and his kinsmen had made sure that his mother is freed- and Africa returns to normalcy. Justice prevails in the end as the child of United States of Africa was born; who led an abolition of mental slavery under his governance- and united the Continent under one currency, with its capital in Madagascar.

NAMES OF THE CHARACTERS

Main Cast:
1.     Emmanuel, a traditional healer and King of Africa
2.    Aya, wife of Emmanuel and Queen of Africa
3.     Afri, Prince of Africa and son of  Emmanuel
4.    Alex, a Whiteman and herald of the Kingdom
5.    Folonko, goddess of Africa and Mama Africa
6.    Elders of the Kingdom
7.    Head of the Elders
8.    Shasha, a demoness and herald  of the gods of Egypt
9.    The gods of Egypt
10.                       
Extras:
11.                       Sailors
12.                       The Pythons ,An African army of soldiers for a United States of Africa
13.                      Mr. Clarks, a high commissioner and head of colonies
14.                      Women
15.                      Fishermen
16.                      White-men
17.                      Lasfagaray, head of the animal kingdom in Africa
18.                      Joud, queen of the animal kingdom
19.                      Leaders of Africa
20.                      All animals in Africa

 (The Play is entirely a fiction and any resemblance to any person dead or alive is totally coincidental. It shall be my magnum opus before my demise if God permits my survival.)
I'm highly soliciting for research grants, writer's workshops, residencies; etc,  anywhere in the world, to be able to thouroughly research, write and complete this manuscript for public consumption. There's for instance a very vital role to visit libraries to meet my fellow librarians, visit historical sites, discuss the potential of the book with editors and publishers, meet with both African and non-African authors and translators, etc. Interested persons from anywhere in the world who can help, wish to partner, or those who need my service can reach me asap via email: modoulaminsowe1@hotmail.com


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