POETRY: My Africa

With guns they came
With whips and chains
 Chains to capture the dark continent
 Africa a precious jewel
 Jewel coveted by imperialists
 Jewel stained with blood

 Do not fear the past
 It is painful
But it is real
 Blood was spilt and people died
But love and unity survived
 THE AFRICAN NATION .......

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  1. Amon Sebata30 October 2017 at 13:32

    This poetry is so really do not fear the past..we must focus on what matters for our lives.

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