Oh miserable Africa,
When will you find peace?
A heavy laden you carry on your shoulders
You're despised and disrespected
Hell worms have landed on your land
A foreign culture with iron claws ,
To devour and cut off your offsprings
Your young girls and boys altogether
Where will your next generation spring forth from?
When boys to boys tie knots
We are tired of your ill behavior
You're a monster on our land
We know your footmarks
It's full of blood and revenge
Where are our ancestors you killed?
When you step on our land
Yes, that black and glorius land
A red carpet is rolled out for you
But your feet poisons our green grass
Your handshake drains our values
Ignorance has become your language
When mother nature speak sense at your doorstep
You fail to wake up and listen
A man shall marry a woman
Were you born of a man and man?
Give us a break
Africans can think and reason
Allow our wounds to heal
We are still mourning for our ancestors
Africans are beautiful.
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Author:
Francis (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I CAN'T SUPPORT SAME SEX MARRIAGE AM A PRODUCT OF A MAN AND A WOMAN.
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The shew of their countenance doth witness against them; and they declare their sin as Sodom, they hide it not. Woe unto their soul! for they reward evil unto themselves.
God was shocked to see there are no intercessors... Who shall stand up?
therefore his arm brought salvation unto him; and his righteousness, it sustained him.
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