When Africa Remembered Its Name

They overthrew the man. They could not kill the dream.

On a February night in 1966, while Kwame Nkrumah's plane sped toward a peace mission in Vietnam, CIA backed soldiers stormed Ghana's Flagstaff House.
They found no hidden millions; only three worn suits, a chipped coffee pot, and seventeen thousand books filled with dangerous ideas.

When Africa Remembered Its Name is more than history.
It is a seismic reclamation, a blazing epic that resurrects the spirit of Osagyefo Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, from the red earth of Nkroful to the charged halls of global power, exposing the betrayal that tried to silence a continent's awakening.

From secret societies beneath London's streets to whispered prayers in Harlem basements... from rebel classrooms in Accra to the blood-soaked courtyards of Christiansborg Castle, this spellbinding novel follows a visionary who dared to drag Africa back from the edge of erasure.

But what happens when your own people no longer see the chains you're trying to break?
When Africa Remembered Its Name is a breathtaking fusion of myth and memory, of power and betrayal. It is a literary resurrection of a revolution nearly buried.

Once you start, you'll never see Africa or power the same way again.

For readers of Yaa Gyasi's Homegoing, Marlon James's Black Leopard, Red Wolf, and the revolutionary spirit of Thomas Sankara, this is more than biography.
It is a call to all descendants of Africa to awaken, a healing of memory, and a triumphant answer to the question:

What happens when a continent, long forced to forget, finally remembers its name?