Red, gold, green and a black star!
I am the son of Africa to tell you a story;
But this will be like s dream to you,
Because not all that glitters is gold! !
Inception,
With love, mercy and peace from me to you;
But the sinful men and women of this world are like,
Teachers and pupils in the same classroom!
Brothers and sisters,
Times and seasons;
Men and woman,
Hopes and dreams;
Let me comfort you in times of your distress and affliction,
For a black star is now among the colours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem