How shall we live together?

With a common denominator, with different numerators,

It’s been 55years. Cameroons, English and French.

The going got tougher. January 9th proved our ways of life, our culture,

Our tradition, our heritage could not co-habit with yours.

Yesteryears, you intimidated us, beat us, raped our girls,

Raped our women, molested and maimed some of us, you arrested us,

Imprisoned us and you deprived us of our right to complain,

Our right to demonstrate, our right to express our feel,

Showing us your colors to discriminate and assimilate and take

Away our way of life, our pride.

We no longer trust you, how can we called you brothers and sisters,

As you are bent to take away our way of life to give us yours.

We are not you, you are not us, can’t you see?

How shall we live together hereafter?

How shall you look us up in the face, to tell us Camaroes is one and indivisible,

When you cut our internet to ground our businesses, slow our course

Send your police, your soldiers and your gendarme to occupy our land.

You used your numerical strength to suppressed us, kidnapped and arrested our leaders,

Our trusted ones. The ones you negotiated with; not long ago,

Claiming their’re our voices.

How shall we live together in this one and indivisible?

Kamerun when you called us extremists and labeled us terrorist

As we express our feel, our pain, our desire to better the future.

To you, our demands are alternatives facts. You have the numbers,

The forces to intimidate us, to oppress us, we have the determination to resist you.

What goes around comes around,

The relayed policy of the Republic to assimilation and marginalization

Has been rubbed on your faces, your hidden agenda has come to light,

We tell you here: too much luck is ill-luck when you hold a person down,

You must stay down to keep him down.

Five decades is enough, our homeland is West of the Mungo,

Called West Cameroons: land of the Bueans and Bamendas,

Land of milk and honey, land of the plenty and land of love,

Land of the English prawns. Blessed land of the Southern Cameroons.

How can we live together again? Tell me, how…?

For the love of God and country: ‘Blessed be the nation whose Lord is God’

Blessed be Southern Cameroons.

TJ Nsoyuni.