Kweku Atta Crayon

Rookie - 30 Points (17th October,1990 / Prestea-Western Region of Ghana)

Daughter Of Africa - Poem by Kweku Atta Crayon

In the midst of all she lived
Unknown to many where she suffered
Victim of bad governance and corrupt system

Solitary on the streets of struggle
Sees the African women boggle
Hungry stomachs filled with appetites
Appetency for freedom and involution

Hot drops of tears
Evaporated on hotter empty plates

Reaching her height, was a clamber
But she separates like a comber
Separation of women from hardship

With one mouth, one pair of legs, one pair of eyes
She talks, walks and sees for millions
In fact billions of voiceless, motionless and sightless women

Digging the sea and planting on the rocks
She harvests, cooks and cools the hotter plates
Impossible is the process
But certainty in her progress

For prosperity Africa ululates
Women salutes
Men congratulates
Keep executing the unfeasible
We love you.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Dedicated to: Grace mageka of kenya. She is a women empowerment activist

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 12, 2013


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