Before the current crop of phenomenal African writers, there were those who paved the way. Writers like James Baldwin, Chinua Achebe, who continued to put pen to paper, established a legacy that has influenced so many already and even more to come.
This is to the nights you sit awake, reminiscing about all the hate that came your way during the day, but have never wished you were of a different race.
This is to those who saw through the hurtful reign of the pandemic; those who bear memories of those we have lost. This is to survivors.
There is hardly any existing entity without a history. This is to Africans who are truly Africans. This is to our African heritage.