Africa my Africa

Original Poetry
Translation
Africa my Africa
Africa, my Africa
Africa of proud warriors in ancestral savannahs
Africa of brave fighters in old grasslands
Africa of whom my grandmother sings
Africa that my grandmother sings about
On the banks of the distant river
By the faraway river
I have never known you
I have never met you
But your blood flows in my veins
But your blood runs in my veins
Your beautiful black blood that irrigates the fields
Your beautiful black blood that waters the fields
The blood of your sweat
The blood from your sweat
The sweat of your work
The sweat from your work
The work of your slavery
The work from your slavery
Africa, tell me Africa
Africa, tell me, Africa
Is this your back that is unbent
Is this your back that stays unbent
This back that never breaks under the weight of humilation
This back that never breaks under the weight of shame
This back trembling with red scars
This back shaking with red scars
And saying no to the whip under the midday sun
And saying no to the whip under the midday sun
But a grave voice answers me
But a deep voice answers me
Impetuous child that tree, young and strong
Rash child, that tree, young and strong
That tree over there
That tree over there
Splendidly alone amidst white and faded flowers
Magnificently alone among white and faded flowers
That is your Africa springing up anew
That is your Africa rising again
springing up patiently, obstinately
rising slowly, persistently
Whose fruit bit by bit acquires
Whose fruit gradually gains
The bitter taste of liberty.
The bitter taste of freedom.
 

Explanation

David Diop's poem 'Africa' is a powerful reflection on the continent's history of slavery and colonization, as well as its enduring strength and resilience. The poem begins with a personal connection to Africa, despite the speaker's physical distance, emphasizing the deep-rooted heritage and blood ties. The imagery of 'beautiful black blood' irrigating fields symbolizes both the exploitation and the life-giving force of African people. The poem questions Africa's endurance under oppression, using the metaphor of an unbent back to illustrate resilience. The 'grave voice' introduces hope, depicting Africa as a young, strong tree amidst decay, representing renewal and the slow, determined rise towards freedom. The 'bitter taste of liberty' suggests that freedom is hard-won, with a complex mix of pain and triumph. Diop's work is a testament to the Négritude movement, celebrating African identity and resistance against colonial domination.

Word Dictionary7

WordIn EnglishPlain (English)Pron.
savannahsgrasslandslarge open plains with grass and few treessuh-van-uhs
irrigateswaterssupplies water toir-i-geyts
humilationshamefeeling of being ashamedhyoo-mil-ee-ey-shuhn
impetuousrashacting quickly without thoughtim-pech-oo-uhs
splendidlymagnificentlyin a grand or impressive mannersplen-did-lee
obstinatelystubbornlyin a determined and unyielding wayob-stuh-nit-lee
libertyfreedombeing freelib-er-tee

Poet & Context

Era20th century

David Mandessi Diop was a French West African poet known for his contribution to the Négritude literary movement. His work reflects his anti-colonial stance.

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When1950s
WhyThe poem reflects the anti-colonial sentiment and the pride in African heritage, common themes in the Négritude movement. Diop, though born in France, was deeply connected to African culture and sought to express the struggles and resilience of African people.
FormFree verse

Themes & More

IdentityResilienceColonialismFreedom
Imagery: Vivid descriptions of Africa's landscape and struggles.Metaphor: Africa as a tree, symbolizing growth and renewal.Personification: Africa's back described as unbent, giving human qualities to the continent.Repetition: 'Africa' repeated to emphasize connection and identity.
Africa my Africa by David Diop — Poem, Translation & Meaning