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MY TAKES ON THE ANGOLAN JOURNALIST RAFAEL MARQUES DE MORAIS SUSPENDED JAIL TERM

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By: Lin Collins

If the cock would not crow at dawn does that mean that man would not wake up? And if a neighbour does yawn, would it mean his eyes are heavy? “This is not going to end here. It’s a victory for treachery and ill-faith and it just prove the generals were aware of the abuses in the region…” an excerpt from Journalist Marques de Morais.

It is rather in despicable to see a fellow good man, given a suspended jail term. Why? He exposes the ill-manners of top officials. If the society we claim we live in is fighting for goodwill, the exhibition of the rule of law and justice, irrespective of the authority involved, then we have just begun rescinding to the days where democracy did not prevail. If the claim that what is he’s (Marques) done is a slander, then there should be evidences. Yes of course there should be one. The whole case of Marques centred on his 2011 book, Blood Diamonds: Corruption and Torture in Angola, which detailed more than 100 killings and hundreds of cases of torture allegedly perpetrated by security guards and soldiers in the diamond fields of the Lundas region. It argued that seven generals who co-own a private security company involved in many of the abuses were criminally responsible, prompting them to sue. If you are not comfortable with a particular behaviour, why then would you still put it up? Now even if it’s fictional thing or a rumour, mind you, there is an atom of truth in every rumour.

Moreover, the rule of law has not being fully allowed to operate. Yes! How can a judiciary run a court ruling without potential proofs on which the accused would be held accountable for? How possible is that? “…I was convicted without any body of evidence.” In this our age where democracy and the rule of law are to dine together, now there is a separation. You (Adriano Cerveira, the Judge) sentence someone without legitimate and substantial evidences and yet you call it legal. For the fact that you (Angola) are part of a Union or Association, you should be able to live by the rules. Or do I have to remember someone that when in Rome, Romans doing should prevail? If the country Angola would not take a second look at what has been done, I am afraid as there is Indirect Rule, there would be Indirect Dictatorship also. Of course a little drop of water makes a mighty Ocean. If it starts from Marques de Morais, why would it not continue? “The way in which the Angolan judicial system manipulated this case, from the very outset, shows the brazen extent to which the Dos Santos government will go to criminalise freedom of expression” grieved Africa programme officer at the Robert F Kennedy Center for Justice and Human Rights. Why would these things be allowed in the first place, if there is a rule of law and in their constitution there is freedom and expression, then it should be utilized fully not partially or better still overshadowed? It is an insult to other upcoming journalist or ordinary citizens. They would not feel protected. If the very people who are suppose to interpret the laws of the land are twisting it, who else would be in good position to do that?

In addition to that, it would diminish the faith the people of Luanga and Angola as a whole have in their legislation. Upcoming investigative journalist would fear most. Rafael Marques de Morais described the sentence as a blow to freedom of expression in the southern African country: “It’s sending a message that ‘we can lock you up, including Rafael. We can send him to jail any time we want.” Why on earth things like this would be allowed to happen. The simple thing is Africa as a whole sometimes fails to recognize the little things that build up responsible and accountable governance. If cases of Marques type would be handled like that, what would be of minor cases? Those below Marques belt of offence? The suppression of Human Right should not be taken on a lighter note. Angola is bound by the African charter on human and peoples’ rights, as well as numerous international human rights conventions. It would therefore not do things without any rule governing it. Nevertheless, what faith could the people of Luanga and Angola on the whole have in their country in terms of security? If you (Angola) are bounded by Africa charter on human and people’s rights not forgetting other international human rights convention and yet still operate in these ways, how would it be if you are not?

Finally, in personal opinions I think the Africa charter on human and people’s rights should investigate this case again and find out reasons for the Judge Adriano Cerveira would give such a sentence without the basis of evidence from the accuser(s). It would not be prudent to see this happen. It’s just a fire match stick which would set a whole place ablaze. If nothing is done about it, the assumption is that a fellow Judge in some other African country would do a similar thing. Yes, making references to this case. “After all what was done on his ruling, what happened to the country and the people who lived in it, or better still the Judge who sat on the case?” That is what a colleague or friend would ask.

It is rather unfortunate that there seems to be betrayal of trust and incompliance of common reasons. Africa should be far from these things at least. If Africa wants to grow, there should be a change of attitude and behavioural impulses. If a branch of a tree would be affected by a disease, it would probably affect the rest of the branches too. Other member states should work effortlessly to ensure that the rule of law is used by hook or crook. Africa cannot sit down to watch things been trampled upon. No!

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Where the great and villains

Mighty swords and shield of Spartacus days

Which would fight present wars like the Greek?

Friends of ‘Cuntator’

And would later change minds and hearts

Into something new and adorable

Pleasant to the minds yet not deep into the hearts

There, there, just right there

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If ever the brave would think of moving

Considering their might and power

To conquer the invisibles

Which waits for the immortals to sound the trumpet?

To note the initiation of yet another group ready for battle

With swords of words

Deep and insightful contents like shields

Would fall to fate?

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From the East to the West

Ranging from fire to lake of fires

Hotter than the word itself

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If it is in the Polar Regions

I dine with frozen weathers

Where it pains like truth to let out

Few yet faithful to gather at a time

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If the eyes have seen something

Wait, it is a beginning of a new chapter

Yes, I know

Nevertheless, not much could be done

Than the rolling of truth

No compromising

Yes! Forward Dvsl,

Forward DVSLONLINE

Hail you live forever!!!

MY EYES CLOSED

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Yes, I have seen more than enough

If Mama Esi

“Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder”

Yes, I know

Nevertheless I am not moved

To succumb to simple beauties

Which inwards have acclaimed isolation and rejection

If rotten be a word, it is

If I fight for what fades as blinking my eyes does

Then I sleep like no others business

Of course yes

My eyes closed

To avoid temptations

Which only I know myself

Yes, I know

Efo Kodzo

“Not all glitters is gold”

So I will close my eyes

Yes, not to even look

No! Watch or rethink about whatsoever

Why? My eyes are closed

RIVERS AND PENCILS

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Which would I say is common to human?

He sees Efo Kwaku

“Wake up late”

Togbe Klikor waits for thousand hours

“Time to wake up”

Togbe Klikor gets angry

Calls and calls hitherto and Efo Kwaku would not here

Finally does and yet is too late

“And now he would stick to me

He would now stay closer”

Efo Kwaku does that for the remaining months

Yes, I quiet remember he would not even sit down in a day

From room 1 to room 2

And you can continue or?

If the ant is busy

Permit me to compare though

Rivers and pencils

A whole king

Yet like a river

Is his heart and mind in the hands of the Mawuga

Incredible!

Efo Kwaku becomes a good boy

Togbe Ahivor meets finally

Much more than Togbe Klikor could offer

Yes, Rivers and Pencils

I cannot just do much

NOTE “NOT FOR SALE”

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Dangling, dangling and dangling

My old ceiling fan dangles

Bought some years ago I do not remember even

And now it is old

Though to say, I could sell it

In bits and bits

Not as that of King Solomon

Who will speak wisdom, born in it?

Yes, I know, His wisdom not for sale

 

Staggering, staggering and staggering

Like a drunkard

Who would be for more pot palm wine

At Mame Akosua door post

AS early as 3:00 AM

Yes, I do see him sometimes

Hm, they are for sale

Yes, so she sells them indeed

Very soon, Agbokpa

Yes Agbokpa, he will be poor

No, a pauper

He will drink in seedtime, slumber in harvest time

Not even Father Abraham would do that

In his days among others

Yes, I know wealth is not for sale

 

Reckless, useless and extravagant

Like a rich man lifestyle

Yes, often he would

When he thinks all to himself everything is

Where wishes are as commands

Thousand and one slaves’ and still counting

No! In our time

Cars, houses, lands, estates

Do help me continue, would you?

And thinking that all could possible be done in a day

Running, overtaking, in speed and in no time

Yes, but not as that of my Old friend Methuselah

Of course not,

Life is not for sale

Or, yes

Note “Not for sale”

FOOD FOR THE GANDER

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Happily as it could be always

For the goose

Surely taking what it may present

When I could possibly see

Days when I did the same

Of taking up Uncle Joe dangling lifestyle

Which I could remember quiet good to emulate

Since some goodies was supposed to be in there

For the family especially me

But not to realise

That what is good for the goose is good for the gander

No, no, no, what is good for the goose may not be good for the gander

When all yield different results

To think or upheld

In tons of thousands

Which only a foolish could revisit

Back when his foolishness is at peak

You could imagine not just good to after all

Since it never promised any good at the end

Oh yes, he did it to become a star

Which only would shoot at dawn or sometimes in the afternoon?

When the sun so dazzles and heats the grounds

Convincing me of the depletion of the ozone layer

Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, yes

What is good for the goose?

May not be good for the gander

AS I CAME UPON A MOUNTAIN

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AS I CAME UPON A MOUNTAIN

So high to think about

With all its troubles

That my brother gone through

When he first sojourned around here

Unfortunately enough not to climb

As all never gave him the encouragement

Which I now had

The people he had

His advisers, opinion leaders

I guess the king maker was among

So high to think about

 

Of course the small one was never like this

Yes, I could quiet remember

Days that I climb the short ones

Which I could only do closing my eyes

Running like a leopard

Jumping over like an antelope

Which requires less of my people?

Maybe I guess

But wait, the king makers

Of course not

But now

So high to think of

 

Of long ago yet

If you ask my Maths teacher

“This requires a different formula”

And when finally I know thus too

I may not run over it

Nevertheless, walk it

Different heights

Different shapes

Of all different things to think about

Of course there may be some similarities

But surely shall I climb

Though

So high to think about