Africa Poem by Claude McKay
Africa
The sun sought thy dim bed and brought forth light,
The sciences were sucklings at thy breast;
When all the world was young in pregnant night
Thy slaves toiled at thy monumental best.
Thou ancient treasure-land, thou modern prize,
New peoples marvel at thy pyramids!
The years roll on, thy sphinx of riddle eyes
Watches the mad world with immobile lids.
The Hebrews humbled them at Pharaoh's name.
Cradle of Power! Yet all things were in vain!
Honor and Glory, Arrogance and Fame!
They went. The darkness swallowed thee again.
Thou art the harlot, now thy time is done,
Of all the mighty nations of the sun.
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I appriciate this poem due to its reflection to the colonialism deeds to blacks peolpe.
real i appreciate this poem. Shows typical anger that poet has toward colonialism and its impacts. Thanks poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/3/2022 9:47:37 AM # 1.0.0.991
love this claude. supreme well use of words.