AN OPEN LETTER TO THE WORLD

To whom it may concern, 

To those who continue to benefit from Africa’s suffering,

You may not hear us often, or perhaps you pretend not to. But hear this clearly: we are still fighting for our freedom, a freedom you long claimed we achieved. But in truth, you know we are not free.

Every day, Africans are being killed, subjugated, and erased by powers I can’t even dare name openly, because doing so has become unsafe anywhere in this world. Africa is bullied daily, terrorized systematically, and silenced whenever we dare to resist or organize. When we try, we are “unalived,” disappeared, or discredited.

Africa has no real friends. We are surrounded by oppressors disguised as partners. While it may appear from the outside that we have sovereignty, inside our nations, our lands, our bodies , we know we are still under siege. We know of the erasure happening within. This is why so many of us leave. We scatter across the world trying to gather strength, resources, and safety, not because we desire foreign lands, but because we are trying to fund our own individual and collective liberations.

Some have grown tired, emotionally and spiritually exhausted. Others are still fighting: fighting the legacies of slavery, the weight of racism, the chains of colonialism, the trap of capitalism, and even the silent weapons of biological warfare and engineered diseases.

Let’s not pretend. The West and its allies own our lands, own our resources, own our schools, and have installed laws that cripple us. When they kill us, they pay off the politicians they themselves created, and they call that blood money “aid.” We remain like slaves on a vast plantation, one guarded by global institutions that protect the status quo.

They created the divisions, tribalism, ethnic rivalries, so that we would never unite to fight them. They use every tool to ensure that unity is impossible. They own our seas, our forests, our skies. They own everything, even our stories.

They’ve perfected the system, install the corrupt, assassinate the righteous, distort our image. And each time we rise, we end up standing alone, betrayed, isolated, and overwhelmed. The cycle has lasted centuries. Millions have died in this struggle. More will follow. And yet, the world watches, indifferent.

The world tell us that we are free, that we are the same. But we are not the same. And perhaps that is what many people are choosing to ignore simply because the truth is inconvenient. I won’t pretend otherwise, as we continue to refuse to die in their projected ignorance.

We do not envy your freedom, and we will mistaken it for ours. We will continue to fight for our freedom and for the liberation of our people. If you can't see us, don't bleed us. 

Signed,

A Voice from the Struggle

Note:

"The enemy came to confuse, distract, divide, steal, destroy, kill, and to erase. If we don't fight together as one people against all forms of oppressions and abuses, we're all going to be victims and fall one by one altogether. The power of our humanity is the power of love, law, and balance. The power to create and to recreate. We have the power to denounce and start anew. This is the power of freedom, the power of the people."