History authenticates itself and reveals the fabricated fables and mystery. Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, the BLACK DIAMOND whose magnificent spark, no hands can darkens it with the dark. “Any nation who abuse and refuse to pay homage to her genius leaders is a mere code for hackers to hack,” said by Osman Abraham Lincoln (Lincoln X). This axiom holds the front and back of the nation’s future and filled every crack.
Osman Abraham Lincoln has done it again. This time with the Spoken Word Poetry from his new Spoken Word Poetry Album called DANTABAN (THE CIRCLE WITHIN CIRCLES), paying the massive homage at the Temple of OSAGYEFO DR. KWAME NKRUMAH, the Man among mortal men. The title of the Spoken Word Poetry dedicated to Kwame Nkrumah is: THE MAN (KWAME NKRUMAH).
As Kwame Nkrumah Birthday is on 21 September, let us use Lincoln X’s SPOKEN WORD POETRY (ANONWENE) to celebrate DR. KWAME NKRUMAH this year and the years ahead of us and posterity to come.
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Check the lyrics:
THE MAN (KWAME NKRUMAH)
The MAN of the Spheres, lives in mystery
His shadow is here, stirring the waters in victory
The spear that penetrates every territory
The lions fell into a spell by His oratory
The feet adorned with destiny and fate of poetry
The brain that stirs the minds as monk in monastery
On the mission for history—
His Throne was buried in the strangers’ cemetery
The people’s ears are deaf and dumb in misery
They could not hear the mellifluous voice from Conakry
Ages appears and disappears in circles of geometry
The same hands hails Him the MAN beyond century.
The cockroaches fears the mere crumbs of His illumination
Which outshines on their filthy faces with imagination
This is the night-seer, in frozen ice;
Counted all the countless stars in the skies
What hand can bloat the MAN from the golden scroll?
Even His breeze makes Clio to roll
Blockheads are scared by the scarecrow
Neophytes can write their diatribes on the snow
But the dry land cannot stop the baobab tree to grow
Deities worshipping at the feet of the hero
He made the clouds wept and all the gods became tyro.
His manhood gave birth to the reincarnated Ancient Kingdom
That made the other Man prophesied in the tomb:
“The Birth of a New Nation,” thus spoken the wisdom
The age of the times crumbles the bomb
The hour reveal the coming event from the womb
These are nights to keep vigil as owl at watch
But not to sleep on the couch
The visionaries living now, fan the torch
The blazing torch He left for us to watch
They could not hear the mellifluous voice from Conakry.
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OSMAN ABRAHAM LINCOLN (LINCOLN X ) – THE MAN (KWAME NKRUMAH) DANTABAN (THE CIRCLE WITHIN CIRCLES)