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I am the seed of dungeons / afloat in euro-isms longing
a romanticized Africaness / in my desperateness to ease the
the pain of memories of loss

 

 

 

Writings of Runoko Rashidi

 

Introduction to African Civilizations / African Presence in Early Asia / Introduction to the Study of African Classical Civilizations

 

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Dungeons

                            By Ayodele Nginga

 

brother Runoko visited the dungeons
he said the ancestors say we must
though it cuts at the souls of those
still connected by conscious thread
those who can not forget
it is not
that they will not
they can not forget
sewn to the ancestors
waking in the night to their cries
some of us remember

some of us are of memory
suffering from pain before our birth
that we can not shake
cannot let go in amnesia
can not stop bleeding from wounds
that are visible and deepening daily
we remember and we weep
praying the balm of humanity
to ease the seeping madness growing
in the infection of the separation
from the body of us-ness
the traumatic malaise of this is ness

I am the seed of dungeons
afloat in euro-isms longing
a romanticized Africaness
in my desperateness to ease the
the pain of memories of loss
the trauma of right now in
the kitchen not melting
in the pot of barreled crabs
dreaming of passages
seeing rituals of release
become murderous
i search for us scattered and
bleeding in place of remembering

i am of oceans afloat in longing
shall i anchor my dreams on apologies
proffered by wolves to sheep
in chess games
where pawns seem to win
at great cost
hooked fish and dreams of Malcolm
make me wary and uneasy
as I walk battle lines
that smell of dungeons
where the Ancestors still cry
and hope on Elegwa for the 13th
The lost of Shabazz
in the desert
to re-member—

bringing consciousness  back.

Note from Ayodele Nzinga

There are dungeons along the coast of Africa. Dungeons in Ghana, Benin, and Senegal, and Oyster Cove held captured Africans. Africans from as far away as Chad, Mali, Niger, and Burkina Faso were chained and walked barefoot to dungeons like Cape Coast, Elmina or Christianbourg in Ghana where they would be transformed to commodities. These Africans, destined for the Middle Passage, spent their last days on African soil in these places. These places are tourist attractions often referred to as castles or memorials. I however can conceive of no more descriptive word than dungeons.

The poem was evoked by a travel report [see below] from African scholar Runoko Rahshidi who is traveling in Ghana. In his report he expresses his dis-ease in the presentation of these places. His report is somber and touches in me a particular melancholy seated in blood memory.

It occurs to me that the world is replete with dungeons and the smell of these places in their entirety is present in my day to day existence.

There are those who remember and there are those who have forgotten.

In the Ife system of Yoruba, Elegwa is the trickster, I am attracted to the mythology that surrounds Elegwa. The god who waited patiently for Obatala's (The Chief Orisha's) attention and was rewarded by becoming the messenger through whom petitions must be sent to Obatala.

North American Africans are referred to as the Lost tribe of Shabazz, the 13th tribe. "North American African" is a phrase I heard first from Marvin X. It made immediate sense to me. It also makes sense to me that we are a tribe of Africans, the North American kind. Separated from Africa and original origin but bound by the experience of Ancestors traversing the middle passage; a new source of origin. We are the lost tribe. The seed of dungeons.

Runoko says "It is never pleasant to go to these places and it is never easy.  They are places of memory and they are places of horror.  But we must go to these places.  We must continue to go.  The souls of our Ancestors demand that we go"

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Runoko in Ghana

Travel Writing by Runoko Rashidi

 

 

Today in Ghana my tour group visited the Elmina and Cape Coast Dungeons.  It was quite an experience and more than a bit controversial, even in terms as what to call these structures.  Most people call them castles.  I have been taught to refer to them as dungeons.  These were the places where the captured Africans were held before they were put on the floating coffins called slave ships and taken across the Atlantic Ocean to the Western Hemisphere.

The controversy actually surfaced yesterday when we stopped on our journey from Kumasi to Cape Coast.  Along the way we stopped at a river where the captured Africans were able to take a last bath before the final march to the dungeons themselves.  We were told that these Africans came from as far away as Chad, Mali, Niger, and Burkina Faso.  They were shackled and chained together--men, women, and children--and marched barefoot to the coast. 

This particular spotthe Assin Manso Slave River (Donkosuo) where captives of the Trans Atlantic slave trade had their last bathis actually a memorial center.  Our guide told us something about the history of the site and then took us to the river itself.  I found his presentation a little disturbing because he kept referring to the captive Africans as "slaves."  After it was all over I sent him a message saying that "the captives were not slaves; they were people."  It seems that we may have had some difference of opinion as to the distinction between the two.  These were captured African people who, in the greatest crime humanity has seen, were systematically turned into commodities and merchandise.

And then there was the commercial aspect to it.  On a brick wall at the memorial a number of names of individuals and organizations were inscribed.  The inscriptions were in black ink and we were told that we could have our names added to the list for a fee of $100.00.  I realize that money is needed to maintain the memorial but it seemed like the $100.00 appeal had the effect of lessening what we would have liked to have perceived as the sacred nature of the place.

And then there was the attitude of some of the local people.  It seemed to some of us that the locals were not terribly respectful.  Some were having rather loud conversations while we were trying to listen to the guide.  Some others were talking on cell phones.  And some others tended to laugh from time to time and, in general, seemed rather frivolous.  So we left the River more than a little unsettled and we wondered if the local people had any real knowledge and appreciation of the Trans-Atlantic trade.

As I understand it, there are three main dungeons in Ghana.  They are Christianbourg, Cape Coast, and Elmina.  Elmina, built by the Portuguese in the 15th century, was the first of the two dungeons that we visited today.  It is large and imposing.  It held hundreds of African men and African women at a time.  At the center of the dungeon is the Portuguese (and later the Dutch) church.  We saw where the captives were tortured and where the European governors of the dungeon selected the captive women they wanted to rape. 

Then we went to Cape Coast dungeon.  We saw where the people were branded with hot irons.  And in came a large group of African-American tourists.  Some of them where young people   And they were even more disrespectful than the local people that we saw the day before at the River.   We had to actually ask them to be quiet so that we could listen to our guides.  It was as if they had no clue about where they were.  I am doubtful if Jewish visitors to the Nazi death camps in Poland ever laugh.  Is African humanity any less important?  It was all very depressing. 

At Cape Coast we went into both the huge men's dungeon and then the women's dungeon.  We walked through the Door of No Return and then came back through the Door of Return. But is was not joyful.   And then we said a prayer.  I don't remember the exact words but it was something about healing and being one Africa.

And so there you have it.  That was my day in Ghana.  I guess that it is easy to pick up that I am not much in the mood to try to be eloquent. 

I have been to these dungeons, now, in Ghana, Benin, and Senegal, and Oyster Cove in Tasmania.  The latter is where the last full-blood Aboriginal Tasmanians were held before they died.  It is a kind of concentration camp. 

It is never pleasant to go to these places and it is never easy.  They are places of memory and they are places of horror.  But we must go to these places.  We must continue to go.  The souls of our Ancestors demand that we go.

In love of in Africa,
Brother Runoko, winding down my trip in Ghana

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