They sold my soul



Art is my part
Money is your giant bow
Jean of Arc is no longer alive but Jean of park is aiming at me
The devil's son rejoices to the melodies of hell from the table girls
Trades change based on their odds
Win-lose partnership
My lost sponsor, win !
My invention is bleeding
My creations move their actions
My heart and my mind bathe
Watch out, Mouna is leaving !
Warning ! My art is leaving !
No they did not process my art ; they sold my soul
They traded it in the dark like the slave trade,
Abused it many times in the night like the oil of the nut.
Warning ! My art is leaving !
No they did not process my art; they sold my soul
After 91 years of life, they remove it with 91 saw teeth
What if our dreams ended like this ?
What if our homeland no longer had a monk ?
And if we had no more heritage,
what would be the harm tomorrow ?
to whom the good of tomorrow ?
Warning ! My art is leaving !
No they did not process my art; they sold my soul
Don't abuse my reason
I ask for my house
Let it not rain or smoke ;
To maintain my culture, I assume...
Whether they speak or remain silent ;
Beyond the bread of painting I accept,
The strokes of the request,
the evils of the storm
Whether they walk or run ;
To the rhythm of the percussion I dance to the sound of victory
Even if marginalized by the magic of the Elysée, I perse
I persevere towards a virtue without truth

Papa Ina no longer has a scene
His scenario went away enough now in Rio
Mouna leaves
My art is leaving
The boubou of my baobab babbles my beards
No they did not process my art ; they sold my soul
They sold my more expensive flesh at auction
My dears, give me a chair
I don't even know where to sit
I lost my body, I lost my memory
I don't know who to believe or where to drink

No they did not process my art ; they sold my soul

About this poem

This poem is a social lyricism; a text committed against the sale of a larger arts institute in Mali. This Institute being a cultural heritage and the only great and first school of art in Mali having trained the greatest artists of Mali and the diaspora, the Malians and their artists are indignant at its cessation. The Malian State proves its limits of governance and puts forward the image of character of corruption by illicitly selling this great cultural heritage. The angry poet, is indignant in this text to speak of his feelings representing his others. In addition, it was published several times on several newspapers in Mali in 2021 and protected by Copyrights World. 

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Written on 2021

Submitted by alidout on February 26, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic pentameter
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Words 377
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 37, 11, 1

Alidou TOUGMA aka Vendeur De Cola

Falling into the soup at birth in August 1992, he discovered his passion for public speaking, dance and drawing from the age of 5. A true bohemian, a single book cannot tell its story. Alidou TOUGMA was born in the land of upright men and the adventure takes him to the land of eagles and hippos, Mali. Much more than hospitality, the land of griots will offer it a new life, declaimed with joys and sorrows. But with courage and relentlessness, his brilliant academic career will command respect and admiration to the highest peak of the state. From the award for best student to that of best President of the Children's Government, Alidou will repeatedly testify to his love for poetry through several laurels including the 1st prizes of: Poetry from his establishment in 2007, national poetry-slam competition for the 45th anniversary of La Francophonie, national Maxi Vacance poetry competition, best slam text, online slam competition ... With their new weapons "the pen, the microphone and the podium" forged by time and work, they participate in several formations and concerts in Mali, Burkina Faso and Ivory Coast. Master in Judicial Careers, he was the Deputy Director of the television project “National School Talent”, founder of the poetry slam club “AM”, participates in the PAH Anthology (Poète A l’Honneur), ‘’Poet In Honor’’ founding member of the '100% slam TV show,' Love and Words'. In 2016 he discovered the organization of the Junior Chamber International of Mali and joined it as an observer; he carries out several artistic activities with them, candidate for the national competition of ‘’ Slam RIO’ in March 2019, emerges the national winner and the following month he honors Mali in Abidjan by snatching the international trophy. In April 2018, the staff of the 2nd edition of the Hello Vacances Festival gave him all the confidence and appointed him president of the juries. Used to associative and particularly youthful movements, he joined the UNESCO Clubs of the Malian Federation of UNESCO Clubs and Associations and then became a leader in his artistic activities from 2018 to the present day. Leader, nowadays he activates a large part of his efforts in the coordination of the UNESCO Clubs of the Left Bank of Bamako. Towards the end of 2019, his courage and determination led him to coordinate the slam (training workshop, supervision, supervision and animation / slamaster / MC) at the 7th edition of the Christmas Hip-Hop Festival. Vendor De Cola will not stop dreaming despite the difficulties in the field: he created the original Concept "Free Slam" with which he boosts slamical works on YouTube. He now chants his days with his poetry slam association called '' AM '' including the Wâ Kamissoko School Complex and. more…

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