Cameroon, My Country Poem by Eric Ekinde

In the morning, i get up and look at my country
the roads pavement are full, loud and a weary
as the young sun, heats the old and scary illucks
while the gardens narrowly close their flowers of Lilas

later, thats me beside the gravel
from where can be seen the sun, awaiting its fall
calm, small, rich, boarded and peaceful
a motherly country with sweet roofs making it wonderful.

A country with memories of its glorious records
a country with importance, greatness and beauties
that country which shall never remain small
as always has fought against corruption, injustice, poverty and bribery,

Cameroon my country, that God in his mercy
has given cocoa, coffee, oil and so much in plenty
countless of its successes in the game of football
or tourist who come to see its numerous falls

Cameroon my country where peace
reigns and like breeze flows with ease
due to the policies if its leader President Paul Biya
who even when was a Prime minister was better to Andre Marie Mbida

long live Cameroon my country
long live the fight against corruption and bribery
long live the fight for meritocracy
long live CAMEROON, an icon for African democracy.