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Africa Today

Where is Nationalism, Solidarity, Socialism?
All I see are the Civil wars, we are fighting
together for power, demoralizing our people.

I'm talking about Dictatorship, Autocracy,
Despotism, Monocracy, Where is the Freedom,
independence, Equality, Self Determination we
fought for.

Could Nkwame Nkrummah, Jomo Kenyatta,
Kamuzu Banda, Joshua Nkomo have imagined
that Africa would be like this after they fought for it?
What would they be thinking when they see Africa like
this, deteriorating in our hands?

We are free but our minds are still in chains.
Where is African Unity?
We are allowing the lines of the borders to separate us.
We are fighting together African against another
African What for?

Where is generosity, kindness, charity?
The poor is poor and rich is rich.
What is this jealous and selfishness in Africa today.

Africa the land of minerals, wealth, multicultures
now is the land of poverty, civil wars, political crisis.
They call us the Dark Nation now we are proving
them right, because of this barbaric behavior.

Africa my land 'let us bring the spirit of solidarity
back to us just like Nelson Mandela when he says its
all in our hands it depends to us.
Let us hold our hands together and pray for our Nation,
may God bless Africa...Amen.

poem by Kholekile Monakali
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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.

poem by Fasan paul
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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.

poem by George mwandu
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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

poem by Aldo Kraas
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50 Years on This Physical Earth

50 years on this physical earth,
But husting and busting to make my name known t the world!!
Because, i have a message at hand;
And, it is not easy being born in Africa and being raised in Africa from a very poor family!
For, i can't stop the rain from falling on my head when,
I have no roof!!!
And like what is going on today in East Africa!
With the reflections of one of my Art Works called: 'We don't have aids but hunger'! !
Yes, from the very acts of my mind;
Because i am an African,
And i do know what it means to be in Africa.

Today, i am to thank Father Yahweh for all of His mercy and kindness towards me;
For He had really guided my steps from thr rough paths of an African's own story,
And, let His Mercy endures forever!!
For Africa is for the Africans and we have to know what goes on around us everyday;
And, in the land of Africa i was born,
But, have you to say?!!
Because, i am very proud to be an African!
And like the muse of your love in the land of many waters that satisfies us all.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Africa's Praying

Let justice shield us
Yes indeed, be our defense
In this land
In Africa

Let there be a rain of blessing
Yes indeed, abundance in our store house
In this nation
In Africa

Heal our land, give us a cure
Unveil our vision
In this land
In Africa

Forgive us our debts
We are born debtors
In this land
In Africa

We will always remember your praise
When we walk in liberty
Oh Thou our God
In Africa

Let us lead again, with treasures
As in the days of old
This land
In Africa

We pray thee of highest heavens
We ascribe you all the greatness
We in this land
In Africa

poem by charles K wanjohi
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African Boy

I am a young African boy
A unique individual with my own personal inspiration
Which is the golden key to build my future.
With a mind confused
I can still reach politely to others.
With a heart that's has been destroyed
I can still feel and care for others.

With pain that has cut deep down in my heart
I can still fell sympathy for others. with all that is in me I can still overcome those situations.
I can be a person I am
The one whose heart is filled with joy and passion.

I am a young African boy.
I'm proud of my black badged African skin.
I am an African
Not because I was born here
But because my heart beats with Africa.
Not because my skin is black
But because my mind is engaged by Africa.
I am an African
Not because I live on its soil
But because my soul is at home in Africa.

When Africa weeps for her children
My chicks are stained with tears.
When Africa honor her elders
My head is bowed with respect.
When Africa mourns for her victims
My hands are joined in prayer.

Africa my home
Africa my land
Land of peace
Land of my forefathers
Land of my birth
When Africa celebrates her triumphs
My feet are alive with dancing.

poem by Elvis Fout
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My African Land

Forgotten trodden past
Hopeful saintful future

I walk in my African land

Africa bears its fruits on crushed branches
Its children bear hope to a tortured yesterday

I walk in my African land

With its tormented heart it loves
With is abused state it sees happiness
With its crushed psyche it looks on caringly

I walk in my African land

I embrace the streets of struggle
Covered by the sands of war from a grieved soul
My African people stride in colourful clothes
As a rainbow ending stormy rage of corrupted seas

I walk in my African land

Tall buildings escalated egos
Fancy cars, classy hearts
Large salaries, tiny compassions
My Africa forgets the hardships endured
My brother forgets Ubuntu
My Africa loses sight
Still,

I walk in my African land

My Africa shines with the sun
That burns dry the tears of his people

I walk in my African land

My Africa rises to a new world of liberty
Freedom from chained minds
Freedom from captured dreams
Freedom from limited abilities

I walk in my African land

My Africa bids welcome
As I enter with pride
Knowing that the war has been won
And success awaits

I walk in my African land

poem by Gabi Ngubeni
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My Africa

The land of my forefathers
Victim of imperialism, colonialism
Wars and all social ills alike
Perpetuated by western forces
Pregnant with deceit and diseases
To cripple my Africa

Rise Africa, rise
Rise from victimhood
Rise from the Dark Continent
Rise above civil wars
Rise and open economic doors
Rise my Africa, rise

Ooh my Africa
Food parcels and UN aids
Are demeaning and degrading
In the glory of your oil and minerals
Whilst the aiders loot your riches
And encourage you to fight each other

Unite Africa, unite
Invoke the unity sought by Nkruma
Africans refuse to be pawns
Refuse to be traitors of your fellows
In the global circles, know thy self
And build my Africa

poem by Swabi Mnisi
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Where Africa is

Africa my land,
Africa my heart,
Africa my eternal,
Africa my inspiration;

Where are you?
Somebody has asked me
And let me tell him
Where you are.

You are between Pacific and Indian
Simple oceans made of fishers
More than that you are
In the centre of my spirit.

Africa is in me,
I am where Africa is.

poem by St Antoine de la Vuadi
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Africa. A land...

Africa.
A land full of mysteries,
A land where the Gods speaks,
A land where Nature talks in secret ancestral tongues,
A land rich in Culture and Heritage,
The soil, drenched in sweat and blood
Listens to the poundings of the African feet
As they dance to the sound of patriotism.

Africa.
The land of hope and bliss,
The land of milk and honey,
The land where freedom was fought for,
The land rich in natural beauty,
The people, blessed with strength and grace
Fights for the love of their land
As they listen to the pleas of the drenched soil.

poem by Muneerah Abdulrahman
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The african mermaid

Africa our mother's land
Beauty of our mother's land is like a mermaid
I will never forget her for the rest of my life
Let us appreciate her for we are raise from there
Land of unity and pride
Africa, land of fertility and minerals
I hail you with my heart africa
Africa the beautiful mermaid.

poem by Segun Odukoya
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I Believe Africa.

I'm proud to be African,
I'm proud to be a Ugandan,
The dark color of my skin, I love it,
No beauty like Africa, Black people,
Whoever thinks about me (AFRICA) negatively,
There you're wrong,
These Minerals I hold, Everybody yearns for it,
I'm the source of everything,
Minerals, Nature, Good climate, Tourist
And everything you ever heard of and not,
I'm the footsteps of God,
Everybody knows that,
I believe in Africa and
I believe to change everything to the Africans
Want it,
Where do we go from here?
Everybody from anywhere runs to me,
I flow everywhere, call me the Nile,
I'm the number one even in
The alphabet of the continents,
Africa and the others follows.

poem by Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas
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Uhuru! Africa Is Free (To Fight Itself!)

Africa for Africans, President Mbeki
declared wisely – and white South
African numbers fell to nine percent
of the population; Africa returns to
the hands of its original inhabitants,
as it should be, the way it would
have been all those years ago

Zimbabwe is doing better than we,
only one per cent of white people are
left. Colonialism is Uhuru and finally a
thing of the past. Africa is free to kill
itself, focus on ethnic wars, cleanse
strange Western influences –
incomprehensible ideas of democracy
interfering with traditional tribalism,
autocracy and nationalism – Uhuru!

poem by Margaret Alice
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Justice unjust

Africa why so much crying?
Africa why so many people dying?
Justice in Africa has prevailed over traitors
While gloomed and doomed with conspirators,
These are the fundamental African ethic morality
We ought to face, as lions in the caves of our ancestors

Africa why so much crying?
Africa why so many people dying?
Tears flowing in our noble land as river Nile;
I witness widows cracked cheeks by tears all mile
This has tore our hearts and cultures to be blamed,
Africa why many castration set in action,
Our brothers fighting while sisters have a bad profile
Moreover, prompt to fatality in the wagons of prostitution.


Africa why so much crying?
Africa why so much people dying?
Where has all the love vanished?
Where has the entire unit gone my motherland?
Africa cushion our hearts in pain as a fragile treasure!
Africa grow with confident, walk with your crooked smile
If there were sorrow set your way; let be things unimagined,
Undreamed, unrealized, unattained and unutilized.
Mayibuyi Africa mayibuye!

poem by Phinda Mkhonta
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African Skies

You say youre surprised
I thought Id write today
Pieces of my life
That time cant fade away
Land lies dry - africa
And the clouds roll by - africa
I held you every night
I believed in all youd say
Now the dust blows in my eyes
But those dreams wont fade away
The sky burns red - africa
Dont you cry - africa
Africa
When you cry it rains - africa
Still the children smile - africa
When you cry it rains - africa
When the wild dogs howl - africa
Still the clouds roll by - africa
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I Am An African

I am an African
I was born in Africa
Suckled mother Africa breast
I am beauty Africa

I stand under blue skies
Over drastic mountains
To behold vibrant countries
And feel at home

I bow down to salute heroes
Died on struggle
Striving Africa liberation
Development and capacity

Hail Africa
You are our mother
Feeding us with prosperity
Anointing us with acceptance

Africa is my mother
She will never fade
Gloom or cease
I am an African

poem by Poppie Mira
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Oh It Is Africa

Oh it is Africa
Oh Africa it is my mother land
land of milk and honey
land of natural beauty
Oh Africa land is where i live
Oh Africa is
A land blessed by God himself
On the day of creation
God threw diamond like stone
gold like rain
He dropped crude oil like rain
Oh Africa
land of milk and honey

Oh Africa
Guns and bombs, tears and mud
Luxury limos race through blood
But bound by debt to hopelessness

poem by Lizzie Davis
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Show me my Africa!

Show me my origin...
Show me my land...
Show me my Africa...

Shine and support the spirit of UBUNTU.
Take me back to where i belong,
Where birds fly well peacefully,
Where every creature is happy.
Let me hear African stories,
Let me see its natural beauty landscapes.
Show me my land...

The land of great heroes,
Where Nobel peace price winners were born.
Where fighting and murder is a sin,
Where all people wish one thing,
Where all people preach one thing,
Where all people practice one thing,
Where everyone wants PEACE.
Let me hear those voices of hope...

Land of admissible and prosperity,
Where cultural diversity means nothing, but
Brings us together as valiant regiments.

Past is the past and let us let it pass...
Show me my Africa...

Where robust and intrepid people lives,
Where the beauty of cultures reflects.
Let discrimination be the history
And believe in the beauty of Africa.
Show me my origin...

Let me venerate and cherish its traditions..
Let me be the true African.
Take me back to Africa.

Show me my origin,
Show me my land,
Show me my AFRICA..

('ubuntu' is a Zulu word meaning humanity)

poem by Siyabonga A nxumalo
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Beloved Son

The legs of Africa are,
The legs of a struggle;
The hands of Africa are,
The hands of hope;
The eyes of Africa are,
The eyes of a cry;
The head of Africa is,
The head of the unborn;
The tail of African is,
The tail of a mission;
The horn of Africa is,
The horn of pirates;
The face of Africa is,
The face of love;
Like a message to my beloved son.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Spirit Of St. Louis III

In my consortium,
In my realm,
In my apartment,
With life struggles and the tunnels under the broad roads;
But the African has more to say than expected.

Talents abounds in Africa but,
Who is ready to tap them?
Even though, some cultures do not respect a gifted person.

To my ancestors and the forgotten ones i do give my respect,
But to a world so sweet which is also full of sins!
And inside Africa with many languages to respect the muse of love,
But we are manily centred with tribal groups.

Living with languages,
And like the names and the tribes;
With many wars against one another to gain power,
But the heat of the sun rests on us all in Africa! !

Lanuages and religions,
With different countries to make up Africa;
And with many difficulties to unite as one,
Fior the 'African Unity' (AU) is still crawling like a baby.

Born a right-handed,
But today i am a left-handed;
All in the land of my muse to respect my identity,
But i will always respect the spirit of St. Louis.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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