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Africa Kills Her Sun. Ken Saro-Wiwa. Dear Zole,. You’ll be surprised, no doubt, to receive this letter. But I couldn’t leave your beautiful world. Ken Saro-Wiwa’s political satire best captures the destructive nature In Africa Kills Her Sun, Saro-Wiwa cryptically prophesies his own death. By Zaynah McAdam. Dear Bana,. It is sad that you wouldn’t get this. But I wouldn’t live with myself if I didn’t reply to your letter. Yes, I received it.

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Unknown 24 October at saaro And now I come to what I consider the most important part of this letter. Not that I care. And well they might. Do they mind leaving me to myself for a few minutes?

Africa Kills Her Sun by Ken Saro-Wiwa

They will tie us to the stakes, as though that hr necessary. I should find myself recorded in the annals of our history. It must have been the first time in all his experience that he found persons arraigned on a charge for which the punishment upon conviction is death, entering a plea of guilty and demanding that they be sentenced and shot without ehr delay.

He serves as an example to all thieves and would-be thieves!

And truly Africa killed her sun in the name of Ken Saro Wiwa. Greatly composed, a real work of art, great use of imagery.

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However for me, keh letter is a chance for me to bid you farewell, an act of friendship and fondness, that of which we never got to explore to our fullest. Wangari Wanjohi 13 September at In the cell here, the darkness is still all-pervasive, except for the flickering light of sarp candle by which I write. How blunt, audacious and bold he talks of,and for, the truth. To liberation and freedom. Goodbye my dear friend. I can see him puffing hard at it before the bullet cut him down.

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But we consider that unnecessary, as what is going to happen later this morning is welcome relief from burdens too heavy to sar. Somehow, whatever we took from people — the rich ones — always was shared by the gang, who were almost always on the bread line. You will make a grave for me nonetheless.

Also Bana has managed to finish his letter to Zole and more importantly he has written hee epitaph which is a clever play on words. In every facet of our lives — in politics, in commerce and in the professions — robbery is the base line.

Unknown 15 November at Is that the word for it?

Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Great stuff thats the story that initiated. Then the laugh would be on the priest and those who sent him!

Sazan and He remain fast asleep. Just like you were sure the prison guard would get the letter to me, somewhere deep down within me I know you will view the content of this letter.

And a great team we did make. I need neither, not now nor hereafter. And that company consists of Presidents of countries, transnational organizations, public servants high and low, men and women.

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Bana also appears to be honourable by not only admitting to his guilt but taking the place of those who were responsible for killing the policeman. But not without an epitaph.

He issued strict orders that you should ,ills no visitors nor food and water till the next day. Unknown 13 October at An atrocious end to such a wonderful man.

Every occupation has its hazards. He wants no part of it nor does he agree with it. I say, I do feel sorry for them. I agree theft and squandering of riches has been done by many, still is and will be for a long time; on different professions in every facet of our lives. But here, our life is one big disaster, an endless tragedy.

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Email requiredwill not be published. A coarse and vivid reminder to always stand for the truth no matter what it costs us.

A true son of the soil with a emotional consummate masterpiece. Olumide Oyenuga 19 September hfr One spectator actually spat at us as we walked into the waiting Black Maria!

In the love we then shared have I found happiness, a true resting place, a shelter from the many storms that have buffeted my brief life.