Treasure Island

Timothy muggaga


Africans In Time


I heard they were fighting
the colonialism and oppression biting
Shedding tears of ailing
and longing for rays of healing

Now i see them weeping and fighting
again roots of evil and greedy ruling
that have eaten their plains of living
like hyenas that laugh while in the dwelling

But now it's against their kinsmen
The fat bellied chief not the white man
Poor Assegai versus rich Assegai
It’s black versus black, no foreign guy

Africans in time, a very turbulent time
Every moment blessed with fruit so ripe
the hour to define our demarcated style
the glory of our land is the beauty of our file

Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013
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