Oral traditions, protest poetry, and vibrant modern voices.
"The man dies in all who keep silent in the face of tyranny."
Before you, mother Idoto, naked I stand.
— Christopher Okigbo
"Before you, mother Idoto, naked I stand."
Books and all forms of writing are terror to those who wish …
— Wole Soyinka
"Books and all forms of writing are terror to those who wish to suppress the trut..."
In your ears my song is motor car misfiring.
— Gabriel Okara
"In your ears my song is motor car misfiring."
Naked woman, black woman, clothed with your colour which is life.
— Léopold Sédar Senghor
"Naked woman, black woman, clothed with your colour which is life."
"For he was a shrub among the poplars, needing more roots."
New York! I say to you: let black blood flow into your blood.
"New York! I say to you: let black blood flow into your blood."
A tiger does not proclaim its tigritude — it pounces.
"A tiger does not proclaim its tigritude — it pounces."
Once upon a time, son, they used to laugh with their hearts.
"Once upon a time, son, they used to laugh with their hearts."
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