Africa Kills Her Sun. Ken Saro-Wiwa. Dear Zole,. You’ll be surprised, no doubt, to receive this letter. But I couldn’t leave your beautiful world. Ken Saro-Wiwa’s political satire best captures the destructive nature In Africa Kills Her Sun, Saro-Wiwa cryptically prophesies his own death. By Zaynah McAdam. Dear Bana,. It is sad that you wouldn’t get this. But I wouldn’t live with myself if I didn’t reply to your letter. Yes, I received it.

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It was no mean achievement.

After Sunset (A reply to Ken Saro-Wiwa’s Africa Kills Her Sun)

The theme of love is self-evident in the story and the fact that Bana has never forgotten Zole despite the passing of time may suggest that she is someone who is of great importance to Bana.

After Wuwa opened my firm, I came across your name during a case which involved the Ministry of Defense.

I pity his ignorance and cannot envy his complacency. Who would have thought, in a million years, that Bana Igodegbo of Adaora village would become an armed robber. To keep them out of trouble. Sazan, Jimba and I are not wealthy.

We shall clamber with others into the miserable lorry which they still call the Black Maria. I need neither, not sato nor hereafter. In every facet of our lives — in politics, in commerce and in the professions — robbery is the base line.


And at the point of death! Gitene Moses Mwongera 13 April at I have always waited for the day we would meet again.

Short Story Analysis: Africa Kills Her Sun by Ken Saro-Wiwa – The Sitting Bee

Not that I care. The Sitting Bee, 2 Nov. And many will not find a place. Were it not for the unfeeling nation, among a people inured to evil and ner sadistic pleasure in the loss of life, some questions might have been asked.

Well my time is almost up.

After Sunset (A reply to Ken Saro-Wiwa’s Africa Kills Her Sun) – Wamathai

Do I pour out myself to you in bitter tones? Learn how your comment data is processed. Unknown 15 November at They will climb trees and aftica about the balconies of surrounding houses to get a clear view of us. They will match to their ratholes on empty stomachs, with tales enough to fill a Saturday evening. Was I in the Merchant Navy by choice or it was because it was the first job that presented itself to me when I left school?

However for me, this letter is a chance for me to wiiwa you farewell, an act of friendship and fondness, that of which we never got to explore to our fullest.


He wants no part of it nor does he agree with it. Perfect work Mr Ken With the passing of time Zole may have married, had children and moved on with her life. The divide between us breathing like everyone else in the Stadium and us as meat for worms is, oh, so slim, it makes life a walking death!

Africa Kills Her Sun by Ken Saro-Wiwa

Marxist Kyalo 3 August at I wonder if you will read it as many times as I read yours. The story truly describes the world we live.

Show it to my children and grandchildren; as we go on with this arbitrary battle. I know that some might consider my gesture somewhat pathetic, as my colleagues, Sazan and Jimba, do, our hrr moments having been achieved two or three weeks ago. See and hear my countrymen as they cheer us to our death.

That he was a scallywag?