Author Archives: igeraud4
A darth Vader suit with no helmets on
These words are “easy” to step on
if your journey is long, just ride on
Shout out to my holographic dreams
My obscure talent behind funny memes
It’s hard to climb with skinny jeans
I was born to create, story of my gene
Started writing stuff when I was nine
With words my mates couldn’t define
Asking “Geraud are you sure you are fine ?”
The answer is on my “face” not my mind
I always stay Xtra like an Italian wine
I hail my own sonnet, 14 broken lines
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Words of hope in the air, a cloud of trust and a burning feeling of comfort. My drug, my anger, my pain, my pride, all buried with passion. It’s a graveyard with no candles, no sad words, no tears to clean just the burning desire to smile, laugh hard and enjoy the atmosphere of hope, trust and comfort. It’s hard to digest all words, it’s hard to speak with less words, it’s hard to stick around when shit hits the fan, it’s hard to say it’s hard, it’s hard…
Time flies, so we go back in time to revisit the old. Same-old-same-old, the past can’t change, we only explain things differently. I believe in time travel, the backward movement, you are aware of the events what went down, the footprints washed away by rain water, smashed by your followers erased in time. We must face the future, the uncertainty and emptiness we hold on to, the hopes and dreams we fight for tho smaller than the testament of time.
Little thinks fade away slowly, just enough to remember them when they ain’t there anymore. Eat your food, leave the balcony, close the Window, sit straight ; time is of the essence. We were created to experience, to adapt, learn, grow and “multitask”. What we want is what we may never have but what we need will come to us when we appreciate what we have. Stories from Letoh Ed-rial, the greatest of all moments, the nostalgic feeling, the reminisce.
When I am gone, hand over these words to the young, bold and fearless. There is a place for “everyone” when “everyone” has no place. I know a lot but i also know nothing about the things I know…
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Don’t stand on the blind spot
Don’t mess up that one shot
People are suffering beneath you
Trying hard to be you
Others are working hard to beat you
There is no such thing as “be you”
The you today is not the you tomorrow
We must create golds & dreams to follow
The road to dead and gone is narrow
One little mistake you get swallowed
Where I come from people appreciate
Some initiate to survive and feed their state
Where I am people don’t
Some kill to survive it’s more than initiate
All I’m saying is, make that plan
Do what you have to do to make things stand
it’s hard but who cares? few will give you a hand
Forget groupies and your shallow “boy bands”
Forget weak minds and pointless hate slang
It’s rainy season we don’t wear “shades”
Be bold, stand out, think big & let the bad vibe fade
Believe in the powers beyond and move on
This is black bold lines, code named faith
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Time is contagious
The things it can bring are outrageous
Cursed to be spontaneous
How can we escape
Our lives are rapped to be played like tape
My pixels are broken I explain the state
Do extra and be rich
These are state of the art thoughts
Things average people can’t preach
Be humble & strong like a negative pitch
This is pure enlightenment
You can call it wisdom i am not here to teach
Some turn Prophecy into currency
Threatening weak minds with poverty
Using their fear to gain prosperity
Now this is the gospel of intelligence
Free your mind from the negligence
Cast away the demons this is resurgence
We need to learn
We need to work harder to earn
We need to stay strong till the end
Follow your path with hope don’t bend
These things are hard to follow
I make it soft and easy with words
But it’s hard to swallow
It’s like playing trap music when time it’s for tango
I feel like killing bad people like my name is Django
Life is what you give “this tin no be jambo”
Be grateful, you might be RAY but your life is not FARGO
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Its 20th May. National day. For some obvious reasons so people don’t want to celebrate today because they don’t feel they are included in it but for old times sake,for good times sake and for third term’s sake lets look back at the memories that turn older today.
Squint your eyes and look up. You may just see yourself a couple of decades ago in a shirt with the most elaborate spider web lines ironed behind. Or a little straight gown. Lets not even talk about the white socks. One of the best parts was the money. It felt like a cheque that came with a silent “spoil yourself”. So there you are in the field in blue,green or which ever Colour was the theme of your primary school days,feeling ecstatic,surrounded by choices of what to “spend” on. Ice cream,candy, chewing gum,biscuits,sugarcane,play games of chance to win Fanta or double your money or pay for a bicycle ride. How can we forget our very own almighty Alaska- Coloured ice our systems could not do without. For a moment your 4 hours in the field felt like childhood heaven. Most of what you see is more kids like happy n happily spending in their little crews with so much care to make the most of the money they have and the sweet things they buy.Who could imagine what 20th May meant? Few were lucky to even define a nation then. What was important to remember was the way back home obviously dirty looking but in one piece then mama and daddy can give you the national day version of “this child why are you like this?”. Good old times. Some of the things that fled away with the flock of time.
You can look down now,and look around. Before we all grew up into the politics of the matter I think we can agree those were good old days and those were great times.
What was your experience? Share with the team. Lets reminisce together.
By Sylvia Waindim
It’s because of the narratives and stories we get which makes it okay for Africans to be okay.
It’s not okay to be in this deep pit of routine ignorance. We have to change this and that time is now. We are big, bigger than what you ever think.
As Ngozi Chimamanda says “We should all be feminist” I say “we should all be entrepreneurs”. This is what’s going to save us from mental slavery, it’s not alright for us to have start small and stay small… We need to unlock our thinking, it’s not OK to be Road side vendors and peti business men and women. What we need to do is to own the place the produces what we sell, own the road infrastructure that moves the products, own the retail infrastructure that sells the food and own the banking system that transects the whole platform and why not take the taxes as well
A radically new form of thinking which is based on entrepreneurship philosophy is the the way forward.
We can seat back and blame colonialism for all the malice but that isn’t the real problem of why we aren’t doing what we are supposed to do, the real problem is understanding our ecosystem/ communities and the life cycle of entrepreneurship.
What makes the West and now Asia great is because of the huge fund vested on venture capital called patient money, this is use to invest in small and medium sized businesses which have high growth potential.
We need six things to succeed
Access to markets
Have you ever thought of what top talents does to Africa?
Most of the talented and brilliant minds from Africa ate been praised for their works dome outside of Africa, this kills the growth potential of our economies. How do we bring them to build what is jointly ours there is a huge mass of knowledge in the African diaspora.
Reshaping this has to start by us building long lasting businesses, created from profound philosophies that is aimed at liberating us from poverty.
We need to create our institutions in the philosophy space and the reward is higher and they are much different because we create businesses for lifestyle and trying to look successful meanwhile we are in debts.
We have to uphold the principle of delayed gratification which limits the ability of getting something now, for the pleasure of being able to have something bigger and better.
Nzonda Fotsing Kenneth
Entrepreneur and Critical Thinker
Twenty years from now it will be possible and twenty years ago it would have been practically impossible.
“Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. EXPLORE. DREAM. DISCOVER”
What If you had the means and the resource to create the kind of life you want, what if you were opportune to meet all the people you have ever wish to meet in your life time? What would you tell them, what if you had the chance to change the world and the narrative of how the people of color have always been looked at? What’s that one very important thing that you will do?
The world is evolving each passing second and things are changing with just a blink of an eye. Where we stand today and the things you do when no one is watching are going to be the predetermined actions of our overlapping future of people from a continent that has been branded as the most poorest, highly indebted, disease infested, weak political and socio-economic institutions, less industrious and the list is long
That has been the narrative of how the African people or black people in general for centuries till date.
There is a new breed of people (outliers) who are disrupting this narrations and reshaping our destinies as African people this people I call entrepreneurs, reason why I say we should all be entrepreneurs in oder to make the whole process easier and the tackle it from a continental front.
We need to assert ourselves in order to create communities build by ourselves for us and for our generations to come, there is no need fighting with other races in order to make our voices heard, we just need to seat back and create a better future for our children and their generations. We need only ourselves to get there and I say affirmatively that if we are working hard enough, we will not have the time to seek for help or fight for what we deserve but we will earn it.
For how much long are we going to seat back and be happy about the status quo that exists, a status quo which put the black community as the recipients of all forces sharing the global…
(To be continued…) part 2 drops soon…
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I believe a lot of women, if not all have once heard this comment or read it from a man “If I be be na woman ehh, the kind money wey I for don get am”. It makes me laugh all the time. So I will permit myself to ask this question, “Wetin you for do?” It’s hilarious because to every man who gave me that statement, I asked that question, yet, none gave me a concrete response. I am, however, still very interested in getting an answer. Are they advising us to…sell our bodies? (LOL). Yet, the same women are slut-shamed for dating a man who could coincidentally be influential or least again, for a reason I don’t understand, using the dog filter on Snapchat. “The kind money wey you for don get am” is it from the highly sexualised women in music videos or sleeping with your boss to have a promotion. It is very difficult even for some of the smartest men I know, to acknowledge the fact that women could actually be better in other things than in the kitchen and “the other room”. I have another friend of mine, K, whose intelligence practically intimidates me. I can’t say anything next to him without being sure and certain it is true and holding a whole folder of tangible facts. He too has been exposed to a lot of different cultures and people and I actually think he is too smart for all the books he could ever read. Yet, K, according to his lifestyle, believes that women can be smart, no doubt, but prefers them for his erotic gratification. He is, conversely, a very professional man, focused and motivated yet worryingly sexist. K, in spite of our different point of views on the significance of womenfolk, remains an inspiration and a spur to me.
The value of women has been exalted with the years. We now have the right to education, we can have professional lives (on a general scale), we can permit ourselves to talk in the midst of men (still on a general scale) and even engage in politics. Nevertheless, we will have a problem if we said we have gender equivalence. Some men, will read the previous sentence and say I am wanting too much. I have a friend with whom I had a similar argument in the comment section on a Facebook post I made. We got to a point when he said that all we want is for Hillary Clinton to be elected president of the U.S. because she is a woman. He actually meant we had to be satisfied with the fact that she was even given the right to discuss politics. Firstly, why would I be satisfied with the fact that Hillary C. was, at least, in the race? Who has it ever killed to be ruled by a woman? Secondly, Hillary did not have to win because she is a woman. She did not launch her campaign with her vagina but with her intellects. If she had to win, it should have been because she was made eligible for the post by the U.S citizens.
As a final point, I am not trying to raise an “anti-men in business” campaign or poke their ego, absolutely not. All I am trying to orate is that, it is time we unlearn the old and learn the new. You will tell me “Our fore-fathers lived this way and they were happy with it” but we are not our fore-fathers. We are a new generation, with new aptitudes, mind-sets and technologies. We can only be receptive to change. We have accepted to use the electric blender, the gas cooker, the computers and the internet, what will it take to accept the full emancipation of the womenfolk? Can we someday proudly say “My wife is the bread winner” “My girlfriend invited me for dinner” or “My sister just offered me a job”? The world is changing and culture as well and in the words of Chimamanda N. A. I will say “Culture does not make people. People make culture. If it is true that the true humanity of women is not our culture, then we can and must make it our culture.”
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Author : PAOLA Gobina
In the next phase, you have to be ACCEPTED. It is very rare to find a man who has to introduce himself as “a man in business” yet, very current with women. Back in secondary school, our teacher once asked us to create a business in groups of five. The groups were formed out of reshuffling the class list and I found myself to be the only girl in the group where I belonged. It was one of the most infuriating experiences I ever had especially when I would give up a great idea but it would only be cheered when, Fouda, one of the group members repeated it. He was speedily made the group leader and was awarded extra marks at the end of the session for his involvement and “his” prodigious concepts. Heavens know it took phenomenal efforts for me not to burst out of indignation in front of the class. I went back home that day completely disorientated and finally blamed it on the probable fact that I had hitches in appropriately expressing my ideas. Maybe he just used better words which helped him get my ideas across better than I did. Today again, I am exposed to the same difficulties but I have refused to keep up with the thoughts that it is a problem of misunderstanding. I have a better lexica and my communication skills are more sophisticated than they were years back. Is it that it is still difficult to accept that a woman can be intelligent? Probably. That is if we were still early men! How often do you hear rumours of an actor having sex with a director to get a role? Or of male secretary to have his job, least again just a male secretary? Very rarely I presume. This is probably because the woman is still more accepted for her physique than for her skills and visions.
The last phase I will comment on is that of the implausible supremacy. Making it to the top today as a woman is hard, definitely, but it doesn’t surprise people as much as it did in the past. What surprises people is if she ever gets genuine respect from her male subordinates without her having “the iron fist”. Generally, they expect the “feminine touch” and if she ever makes the mistake to bring it in, she will be eaten raw! Hence, she has to smile less, be strict on sanctions, look meaner than before and as serious as a heart attack, just to be respected enough. Consequently, she becomes an “evil” woman, as my Cameroonian brothers will say and illegible for marriage if not the case yet. Truth be told, if it were to be a man in her shoes, he would just be…honest and conventional. I was once there, the day I was appointed class prefect in form 2. It may appear to be nothing today but it was a big deal for students back then. I was as strict as my male counterpart when it came to sanctions and writing the name of noise makers, as serious as him and as devoted as him too. Nevertheless I was called “wicked” and him, just square… (To be continued…)
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