Africa Poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
Africa
Black skins immaculate souls
we are Africans, the pride
of the creator.
From kilimanjaro
he veiw the world, that makes
Africa the continent of God.
We are Gold mixed with diamond
the wind from the west ship us
out now we are sky, never
desolated we are Africans.
The ego of mama Africa possess
our blood, so our tails are far
from dust.
Beauty is black so we are the
face of the earth.
The home of the seven rivers, the
voices of fascinating creatures
in the jungle made us believe
that black is the is the race and
Africa the root, in unison we beat
our chest to that.We are Africans.
Africa is truly God's own land, paradise. Reminds me of the works of Mr. Chinua Achebe. Beautiful poem.10++
With Nature's abundance, Africa is the continent of God. Africa, the abode of the black race is the root of the human race. Mesopatamian civilization at the North of Africa is said to be the root of the Whites. In ancient literature of the Tamil language, there are verses which reveal the connection between South Africa and the ancient Tamil land(Lemuria continent deluged by the sea-Indian Ocean) 50% of the Tamils are black. Cheers.
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4/26/2024 8:48:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I absolutely love this poem and I couldn't agree with you more. Stunningly written!