I just finished reading A Man of the People, a male book by Chinua Achebe. Although written in the early 1960s, it's rather complete, in that practically the same words of satire are popular today.
Before that I read Weep Not, Child (by Ngugi, who completely deserves his one-name status);
and (browsed) The Beautyful Ones Are Not Yet Born, by their Ghanian contemporary, Ayi Kwei Armah.
I highly recommend all three.
Fuck this fucking slow internet @ 10kbps.