Africa! !
With my story,
The place of my birth;
Life and nature,
Life and love,
Life and dreams,
Life and joy!
Like a Voter's Card larger than a Newspaper,
Facing the odds;
Growing up,
Searching for the routes,
The very ways of mankind on earth,
But with positive morals.
Oh Africa!
The continent of my Identity;
Training and teaching me;
Growing up,
Facing righteous laws!
From the hands of the truth,
With the muse of righteous teachers.
Mama Africa!
You gave birth to me;
Facing the world today with my works,
To inform the world who i am.
Ear, hear, sear, bear, dear, near!
On earth;
A child is born! !
Thanks to my parents,
My father and mother,
From them came my Identity!
Here on earth,
With the muse of creation,
And to thank the Creator Almighty always.
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Nice depiction on Africa as a mother. Let me quote.. . The continent of my Identity; Training and teaching me; Growing up, Facing righteous laws! From the hands of the truth. Thanks for sharing.