Africa Will Rise Again Poem by James Ogunjimi

Weep not for me o African,
For thy tears in nought will flow.
Weep rather for the future of your children,
Whose tears may never cease to flow.

Weep not for me O African,
The travails thou doth witness are of thy making.
For when thou ought to have spoken,
The courage to resist the evil ones thou was lacking.

Weep not for me O African,
For thy situation doth defy tears.
Sit not still while your continent is burning,
Leave not thy land for them to tear.

Weep not for me O African,
Thy goods on daily basis is looted,
Thy milk and honey everyday is disappearing,
How long shalt thou to the wicked be subjected?

Weep not for me O African,
The ties that bind thee are not yet loose.
Thy leaders for all thy goods doth yearn,
Yet thou remain mute.

Weep not for me O African,
The best of thy children you have lost.
The best of thy talents have been taken,
When will they come home to roost?

Weep not for me O African,
The time of self-pity has elapsed.
The era of wallowing has ended,
The walk to freedom has begun.

Weep not for me O African,
Let the fathers tell their sons.
Let the mothers tell their daughters,
Africa will rise again.

Weep not for me O African,
Weep rather for your children.
For if this time pass and thou dost not act,
Thy children forever will be lost.

Weep not for me O African,
Tell it on the hills, scream it to the mountains.
Tell it to those who our goods are stealing,
AFRICA WILL RISE AGAIN! ! !