The glorious sun shines on a black land
Rays of hope illuminates fruits of our labour
Whatever was began in our mind in our heart we bind
We are not yet free till we enjoy our own fruits
Western springs promises life but only poison our hearts
Their wells are full of vipers
They sting and kill my people
With lies decorated with deception
My people are prey in jaws of strangers
Their bodies lie lifeless on foreign streets
Better a dead body with identity
Than a man who Can't trace his origin
We have believed a lie that we are not worthy
All deadly vaccines are tested on our black skins
All humanitarians slept when help was needed
All refuse find their tracks in our land
Expired cooking oils are sold in our supermarkets
Who cares about black people?
Enemies are our own government
Who is stealing from us?
In the heart of black people there is a still voice
A voice of change and equality
Echoes of sons and daughters of our land crying for change
You can make poison in your labs to kill us
But our voice in our hearts will still echo till our people are free.
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Author:
Francis (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 8th, 2023 06:57
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Comments3
sirrrrr you wordinggggg is so powerfullll and written beautifully, how??????????? honestly this is an amazing poem!!!!!
Thanks dear cerry
inhumane, western profiteering policies
!EXASPERATED!
by spineless african leaders!
we need a new word for corruption
when unfurling africa's history;
from embattled kings
'trading'
in slaves of their own kin..
to modern politicians, who make
narcissism
feel, like an empathetic mindset...
the longer
we choose to ignore
those pathetic leaders in charge
while pointing fingers at the west
or the east or whoever
the longer
it will be before africa
can ever realise its potential..
'change begins in our own mirror
and the windows within our reach'
Wow thanks so much brother LB
Behold, it is written before me: I will not keep silence, but will recompense, even recompense into their bosom,
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