I Dream Of Africa Poem by Maja Dezulovic
I Dream Of Africa
I dream of Africa
and my soul dies a little.
I see the children cry
and shuffle for pennies,
while the Chinese laugh
and the fat cats grow.
I dream of Africa,
I see my home.
I hear that Highveld thunder,
and I see them plunder it.
I dream of Africa,
but I know
Africa is no dream
It is a camouflaged heaven.
Friday, May 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: africa,african poem,home,homesick
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