I wish Africa was a country,
And I wish it has 54states,
With heaven as its capital,
And madiba,
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Me, myself, I, you, yourself and them can write this poem,
Pure with no prejudice or self elation.
We will write it beautifully well like an Arabian sonnet.
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I will have to wake up early to think,
Cos i need to submit a poem this morning,
A beautiful poem for that matter.
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And to you Gaza.
Too much, too long
Have your women wept.
Wearing dark gowns with swollen eyes,
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My son,
Let nothing worry you.
Something you can't change?
Don't let it disturb you.
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Some of us are poets of conscience,
For we don't just write,
Except when injustice strikes or
Maybe when good tidings knock.
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Motherhood is a spiritual affair,
Those of us who know it have affirm that a mere mortal cannot breastfeed,
Even an angel i very much doubt.
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Mortality has a way of talking
With it's loud voice
The best of sermons one can hear
The perfect reminder
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The thing about growing old
Is that age mounts on you
You know when to cry
And why to cry
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As they come
You should write.
Don't let God's message
Go unheeded.
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