Africa Poem by TracyLee Eckstein
Africa
The rhythm, the beat,
The love, the hate,
The cold, the heat,
The destiny, the fate
The country
wealthy
with poverty
The time
to change this cycle - The crime
The joy
In which the people employ.
The nation
with sickness, lack of education.
The death, the birth,
The richness of our wonderful earth.
Africa,
Full of culture,
The people love her.
this is a beautiful piece, is a continent from which you and i belong to. i love it
The country wealthy with poverty The time to change.... sharply write
I've never been to Africa but would love to visit its many cultures Nice poem Ian
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4/15/2024 11:16:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I enjoyed this poem particularly because i can relate to the paradox... I liked that it wasnt pretentious with the usual 'African Sky' theme. Although i must admit the African sky is quite enchanting.....Love Zainab