Giant Of Afrika Poem by Louis icon

Giant Of Afrika

In the queues street of African giant

Intruders invaded the virgin forest

Harvesting our milk and honey

Who is to interfere, the military?

We need help

But have no voice to cry out

Second colonization would have been an option

Because we couldn't stand up as a nation

Corruption and bribery crowns the elephants

Flourish are our vegetations

But harvests are done by the few in suits


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Giant Of Afrika
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