"The father of African literature". In the heart of Africa, a literary giant arose His words like magic, his stories composed
Bb He painted pictures with his pen Capturing the essence of his people’s struggle and zen. His pen was a weapon, his words a shield Against the ignorance that sought to wield. Chinua Achebe, the father of African literature A man of wisdom, a man of stature His words spoke of the beauty and pain Of a continent rich in culture, yet plagued by disdain Born in Nigeria 1930, he felt the pull To tell the stories that were never dull. He toiled and worked with royal poise, With wisdom beyond his years, His pen erased colonial fears. He gave a voice to those who were lost His words like magic, so grand, his words would echo like the dawn. In Things Fall Apart he penned, The tale of Okonkwo’s tragic end, A story of a changing world, Where old ways and new were unfurled. No Longer at Ease, Arrow of God, His novels left readers awed, The beauty of his prose so clear, Achebe’s legacy held dear. A champion of African pride, He never let it subside, Through his books, he gave a voice, ...