African Writers,
Serving you;
You are teachers,
So, you can publish my works.
The coming of age of African Literature,
With assurance and insurance;
Like the woman of the house with the works of life and,
The man of the house with his vision ahead.
Opportunities! !
Desire to serve mankind;
With the muse of my works,
Like gadgets and gears.
Hear oh Africa! !
At a glance;
With the muse of my works,
So that you can publish them.
Sear, clear, wear, dear!
New and exciting,
It pays to be nice!
To all mankind with the muse of respect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem