Black And White To A Call
Desire to know you,
Black and white to a call;
Desire to know you,
And like the charity of your muse;
But the mind of the poet is like Tanzania in Africa!
And true love doesn't ask why.
The tongue of the writer and the love of the reader,
The realities of Mama Africa will be noted to all mankind;
And like a goal being scored by a footballer!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa's Treasure
On the run!
With your mind;
On the move!
With your love;
And like Mama Africa's Treasure! !
But, they came and took your treasure away.
Food for the belly!
To gain your love and to love once again;
But, do guide me with your true love always! !
Because, Mama Africa's Treasure is what what you need.
Be thankful with what you've got from me!
In the jungle,
Wild and free!
But, with hidden tracks;
However, this train is heading towards the land of your muse.
Welcome to the world! !
Welcome to the muse of Africa;
Rich in love,
Rich with colours,
But, open your eyes and look around with them!
With the muse of love and with the muse of peace,
And like Mama Africa's Treasure.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa Will... II.
We are obligated to thank you for your visit,
And Mama Africa will always be there for you;
Because the light of this continent shines all year round,
And like the muse of your love that attracted us to you.
Love to everyone on this earth,
For the Africans have a story to tell;
And Mama Africa will guide you on with her muse of peace.
Come! And let Mama Africa admire you! !
For Mama Africa will be the centre of your mission;
Because we have hope in whatever we do in Africa.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You Don't Read Africa
Never have you ever sat
Or beneath African Suns lay flat
You insist on rumours fat
Liken to a rainy day's door mat
To judge where you haven't testified
And judge what ain't justified
You don't read Africa
You heard it is Hell's replica
With an oasis of virtual bliss
Where on semi-humans and snakes hiss
You watched him report
On a continent he hasn't rapport!
Why do you believe:
That which you perceive?
As Gospel-truth lies you receive?
Those that only your mind deceive?
Making you think 'Africa' is synonym to 'grieve'?
You don't read Africa
You only read about Africa
The cradle of mankind
You believe is to mankind unkind
You help in protests
Against nothing on your list of detests
You call it charity when you commission inquests!
Can a reader read a book here
When he is only there
There where he doesn't know where,
Where he feels and thinks is nowhere?
Read Africa from your heart
Not just when Africans hurt
You cannot read Africa miles apart
You read of Africa
You read about Africa
You read about Africa
You have read about Africa
You Don't Read Africa
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Mama Africa II.
Love and peace to you from the mind of the African,
For Mama Africa is here to stay;
And of the great love from the muse of Africa,
So pay us a visit to see what we are made of.
Mama Africa will great you with the muse of all the animals,
And like the heat of the sun that blesses us all day long;
But in Africa with hope to teach many with our culture.
The care of Mother Africa is here for you,
For Mama Africa will care for you whenever you do visit us;
Because we have a lot to share with the whole world!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Pride To Be An African
My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of which everybody imitates
My Africa of which culture exceed the Greek
My Africa of which everyone is jealous of
My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of enormous natural endowment
My Africa of Non-Violence
My Africa of Amorous populates
My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of patriot men and women
My Africa of shelter and vintage hospitality
My Africa of great ancestral mythology
My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa that bore fruits of black diamonds
My Africa which is a gift to the whole world
My Africa of great leadership
My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of learned youths
My Africa of a bright generation
My Africa true tradition
My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of black pageant women
My Africa of strong men
My Africa from who we all hail from
For every African deserves a Nobel Prize in
Existence.
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Tanzania In Africa
Rise up Africa!
Rise up Africans! !
Rise up Ghana!
Rise up Ghanaians! !
Rise up Tanzania!
Rise up Tanzanians! !
Tanzania oh Tanzania,
The land of my friend;
Oh Tanzania!
The land of Dr. Julius Nyerere of Africa!
You are blessed with Mount Kilimanjaro,
The land of my friend called, Dr. Ekk;
This is wher true love does span the ages.
You are the highest Mountain in Africa,
Overflowing with colours;
And the wonders of the forest are,
Tanganyika, Rukwa, Nyasa and Lake Victoria!
Oh Tanzania,
Like the hunter's gun;
Oh Tanzania,
The night falls and the rivers bring out their beauties;
So, how many rivers do i have to cross?
Rise up Tanzania,
How many mountains do i have to climb?
Of a country called Tanzania in Africa,
How many Lakes do i have to see?
Maybe, Dr. Ekk will tell me more.
This is your own son living in Shinyanga,
A noble Doctor to his people and the world;
Could it be 'Der Es Salam'?
Then, i have to learn more from these Islands too;
The Islands of Zanzibar and Pemba is what i mean.
What about Tanga?
This is on the Coastal Range with beauty;
Oh Tanzania! !
Do tell me more about yourself;
Bounded by the Indian Ocean is your love.
I am rather bounded by the South Atlantic Ocean;
Like Ghana to Dr. Kwame Nkrumah,
So is Tanzania to Dr. Julius Nyerere.
I am a Ghanaian and,
I have to learn from you as an African;
So, rise up Africa! !
From the North to the South,
Then from the East to the West;
Rise up oh Africans! !
Cos', we are all Africans.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa Wants To....
African girl,
You are like the slice of cake and the muse of love;
But od present the status on your right hand side to meet up with your mind,
Because the youthful act of your muse is like a call from Mama Africa.
African girl,
Mama Africa wants to educate you among all others;
So you have to separate your sheep among your goats,
Because i was once lost in the bush of love and you shown me the way out!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Black Continent
Africa, Africa, Africa!
The Black Continent full of raw materials and talented people;
For the Blackman is capable of managing his own affairs.
Beautiful South Africa,
Beautiful North Africa,
Beautiful East Africa,
Beautiful West Africa,
And beautiful Central Africa! !
This Black Continent is full of natural resources.
Visit Africa to understand our ways,
For we have more to the world!
And like the muse of the animals in the forest,
But The Black Continent means a lot to all of us on this earth:
Africa, Africa, Africa! !
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Thank You My Africa
Thank You My Africa
For Giving Birth To Me
For All The Blessings
And For Choosing Me As Your Daughter.
Thank You My Africa
For Selecting Me To Represent
Everything That You Own
And Wherever I Go.
Thank You My Africa
For My Other Sisters And Brothers
For My Other Fathers And Mothers
And The Perfect Weather.
Thank You My Africa
For My Happiness And Dignity
The Love And Careness
For My Roots And Capability.
Thank You My Africa
I Love And Appreciates You
For Being A Good Samaritan To Foreign Countries
Because Of Everything They Go Through.
Thank You My Africa
For Your Capacity
For Your Originality
And Your Diversity.
Thank You My Africa
For Letting Me Overcome Old Pains
To Have Many Opportunities
Privileges, Luck And Alot More Gains.
Thank You My Africa
For The Light That Shines Through
And Even If They Call You Dark Africa
I Declare You As A Bright One Because You Are So True.
Thank You My Africa
For My Beautiful Curved Body
Which Represents All The Roads
The Mountains And Rivers In You.
Thank You My Africa
For I Come From You
And My Appreciation For All That
I Say; I Love You My Africa.
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Sunshine Africa
Hatred is the main cause of death and,
Love is the true act of peace;
But i am living in Africa where the sun shines and,
I want to reachout to the whole world with my muse.
Not only in my hometown but,
Beyond the peoples of the world;
Not only with my own people,
But also to expose the true love of Sunshine Africa;
For in this life, many are called but few are chosen.
I am from Africa where the sun shines,
But my mind is like the narrow path in your homes;
Because everybody want the gold than the bronze.
So is life, when we all compete to win;
But hatred is the main cause of death and,
Love is the true act of peace.
The pillars of hatred is around me but,
I will overcome it with the chambers of my past experiences;
And as for me and my house, we will serve Yahweh.
Sunshine Africa,
Try to visit the realms of love with me;
Home is home but,
When the home doesn't give you respect you leave it.
Sunshine Africa,
Try to take it along with you;
And let the birds sing with you in any land that you find yourself.
Sunshine Africa,
Let the animals meet you in peace;
For they are part of Africa with love and care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa's Identity
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Fulanis and the Fulbes;
But the Savannah and the Sahara are here to stay in Africa.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Dogons and the Shilluks;
And of the cowries usedas money in those days,
But the identities of the African are in many faces.
It is like a durbar in Africa and,
At the market plac to meet others;
But a visit to the tomatoes market in Ghana will tell you much.
Mama African's identity,
And like 'the Golden Stool' of the Ashanti Kingsdom!
But wait for the dried-fish on the coasts of Africa.
Visit St. Louis in the delta of Senegal and learn about the ways of the African,
For my home i in El Molo;
And like Mama Africa's identity praising my muse.
Mama African's identity,
And of the pygmies in Central Africa!
But i have my mind on the Rift Valley,
And like the mirror of the rivers, lakes and the seas of Africa! !
The Massai and the Dinka do play their roles,
And like the Nubaians in South Sudan;
But with the temperature above 40 degrees in most parts of Africa.
Mama Africa's identity,
And like a message to my lover in Lalibala;
For early in the morning came the leopards to drink some water,
But a visit to Mount Meru will entice you.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Zulus and the Rendilles;
But the Afars are here to blend with the dry land.
Mama Africa's identity,
With the rhythms and rituals of the Africans!
And like the tribes of Ovambo, Herero, Xhosa, Shona and Matabele.
And like the Bemba, the Tonga and the Ovaimbundu!
But the red land of Africa care for you all.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of River Limpopo in the mist of love;
But try to visit the Victoria Falls to satisfy your curiosity.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Himbas with their traditional dance;
But the Kikuyu, the Hutu, the Tutsi and the Hambukushu are also there,
For Africa is a very big continent for all of us.
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Black And White Mountain Of Africa
The Black and White Mountain of Africa!
Give me hope and let me move my mind to the world;
And just to fit in like a human being,
Because making choices is part of man.
Facts and techniques,
And to the muse of the Black and White Mountain of Africa! !
But do pay close attention to the love i have around you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Don’t Cry For Me Africa
Don’t cry for me Africa
Because I will never let you out of my mind
I hear your voices people of Africa
I hear your cries people of Africa
I see pain in your eyes people of Africa
It is hard to describe what you people of Africa are going through
Poverty strikes you all people of Africa
Don’t cry for me Africa
Because I will keep you in my prayers people of Africa
Power to the people of Africa
People of Africa lift your spirit higher
Lord is the light and truth people of Africa
The Lord sends you a message from his heart to you people of Africa
He said because I love you
I will answer your prayers
I hear your prayers
Don’t cry for me Africa
Because you have a friend that is the Lord
People of Africa continue doing the Lords work
Make a wish people of Africa
The people of Africa are looking at the Lord face to face
Lord here is no paradise
We dream a little dream said the people of Africa to the Lord
The People of Africa Pray that the Lord will give each other strength every day
Don’t cry for me Africa
Save the people of Africa
Strengthened the people of Africa each day
Because I’ll be there in your dreams people of Africa
The people of Africa tells The Lord how much they love him
Don’t cry for me Africa
Lord comes when you are ready people of Africa
Feelings you have for your Lord People of Africa
And I know you will never let it die
Nothing but flowers the people of Africa will plant in the sea shore for the Lord
Don’t cry for me Africa
The people of Africa needs hope to heal there land
The Lord rose up on you people of Africa
Don’t cry for me Africa
My heart will go on
Once I close this door of the ship I will sail across the Atlantic Sea
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Africa and Africa’s
Have seen little of history unfold
I know that one thing will always be
Africa will be,
But what is Africa’s may never be
White man came
Green lands began to dry
So did rivers and streams
Even oceans and seas
Whatever the white man sees
Seems to vanish from Africa
Like dews do in his singeing summers
When he sees peace… there! Gone
The white man said he’d in Africa invested
In actual sense he had Africa infested
Looting without shame
Claiming England is Object; Africa its subject
There was gold, grandpa says
We fight over our own
Lacerate throats and disembowel ours
Man in white fuels it dressed in black
We choose our way
Dos, don’ts, and embargoes stay
When we invent, they endear us
Purporting supervision, yet looting
What is Africa’s one day will be
And shall remain African and Africa’s
What should unite Africa is Africa’s
It will never split Africa into Africas
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Dry Up Your Tears
Dry up your tears Mama Africa,
And greetings to your sons and daughters;
For i am here to back you up as a true son!
The 'Modus Operandi' is what we need,
But we have to weep for ourselves as well;
For your freedom, liberty and privacy are now intruded!
But i am here to back you up as a true son.
I am reaching out to the galaxies and,
You need to dry up your tears Mama Africa;
For you have the gift so sweet to the souls,
And of the your expectations and passions!
For your patience and love touches the hearts of many.
A person who fears is not made whole in love,
And i am here to back you up as a true son;
So dry up your tears Mama Africa,
For you are brighter than the gold on the honeymoon stride.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa Is Like My Muse
I am from Africa and i love my muse,
But you will enjoy your stay when you do visit us;
Because Mama Africa is like my muse of love,
So come ans see things with your own eyes.
Come and let me take you round,
For this continent has more to the eyes than you think;
And like the muse of love that is protected with care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Our Africa
OUR AFRICA *for David Diop, ‘Africa’
This is Africa,
your Africa
With an arc of a back
Tilling with thick fingers
For new masters
The white flower died
to live differently
It always blossomed
amid pale and sickly
Black, Black flowers
The blood in your veins
once aroused you
to die for posterity
So with a love true
you died for our prosperity
But amongst us
sellouts emerged
selling Africa for a pence
like you in antiquity
in the malls of mercantility
Yes, this is Africa
Yours, mine, ours
But not the replica
of the one with warriors
Cowardice here reigns
There’s a hope though
that the warrior blood
now flowing in us
will not clot and rot
making us the impotent man
before a newly married wife
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Mama Africa Is On The Horizon
A righteous reputation,
A just man is all that it needs;
For Mama Africa is on the horizon!
A righteous reputation,
A just woman is all that it takes;
For Mama Africa is on the horizon!
Her muse is for you and me,
And of the things as seen in Africa;
Because Africa is my homeland!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Spirit Of St. Louis II
In my consortium,
In my realm, In my apartment,
And like the spirit of St. Louis in the lan dof my muse;
But Art and Craft helped me through my Primary and Middle School Education.
I exchanged most of my works for food in those dys to survive!
For the muse of Africa is well noted by those of us in Africa;
But i planned to settle down my mind after my secondary education,
Becuase the going was much tougher than i could bear.
I started to write down and to draw out every inventive idea given to me from the realms!
Because i was dreaming dreams ans seeing visions;
And with my African culture playing a major role at times,
But this issue started mainly in 1983.
Traditionally noted to the roots of my culture is my love,
And like the muse of the rainbow reflecting on us in Africa! !
But the spirit of St. Louis was all that mused up with my muse.
The daily norms of the African child,
Through the heat of the sun to make ends meet;
But my name is Edward Kofi Louis,
Born on Friday the 13th! !
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Oh Africa my Africa
Oh Africa my Africa land of diamonds. Oh africa my Africa land of great kings Shaka, Haile Silasi, mandela to name a few. Oh mother Africa my Africa rich in gold.oh Africa my africa full of beautful women. Yes africa my africa land of real nature.
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