Let us all be poets Declaring certain places regional capitals of poetry Where we could meet to poetize on the affairs of the world And re-launch those best dreams of mankind Which the politicians have betrayed. These capitals should be out in the country Where there are hills and valleys Where there are streams or lakes So that we may all be reminded of the beginning of time And of the purity of the first days. Annual assemblies will be held in the open The first meeting under a full moon All the debates, resolutions, minutes, and decisions in poems. We shall assemble regardless of race We shall be egalitarians We shall be socialists Concluding the first meeting with the dimming moon and stars And sleep through the morning Rising at noon for the next debates. We shall be opposed to exploitation Of one race by another Of one individual by another Of one country by another. In this way we shall make of exercise of power Sublime affair tenderness Mobilizing every conscience for the task of human liberation And the co-operation of peoples Across the face of the earth. December 1970-March 19171
Today I am inviting you the poem called the tenderness manifesto by Mbella Sonne Dipoko from his book “ BLACK & WHITE IN LOVE” enjoy reading