EXILE, sorry JAKPA…
“Nobody talks about the feeling of guilt of living abroad while your parents grow older, you miss big milestones, special birthdays, friends & family accomplishments, births, deaths, and everything in between ”
“No one talks about how hard it is chasing your own life, while missing all that you call home”
No one talks about the dilutions of culture and value, of disorientation and attenuation of our heritage and everything indigenous to us, of a risk of another generation that does not know home nor their roots, their history, their foundations and whereabouts…
This formidable Isrealis we see today was once a people scattered all over the face of the earth; chased about, dehumanised, murdered in gas Chambers and enslaved…
They prospered wherever they went, but they were never going to get to their heights. They were never going to be fully respected, feared, dignified as long as they wandered the earth…
Let’s build and rebuild Africa; our motherland.
Let’s break this curse…
