Inside the Heart of an Angry Ambazonian
Dr Akenji, the poet with the warning cry. By Dr. Akenji I am the son of shattered treaties,Born where borders were drawn in greed—Where Black hands welcomed snakes in suits,And tribes forgot their common seed. I watched my people kneel with smiles,To strangers who claimed a higher place.We opened arms, gave more than asked,Yet paid
Cultural Exchange or Covert Infiltration? Rethinking the Alliance Française in Ambazonia
By Julien PoccachardContributing Analyst, The Independentist In the ongoing struggle for the soul of Ambazonia, the fight is not only against bullets and tanks—it is also against invisible forces that shape minds, loyalties, and identities. Among these quiet battles lies a curious question that deserves national reflection: What happened to the French Cultural Centre (Centre