habib akewusola

Rookie (3/6/1990 / JOS, NIGERIA)

African's Rhythm - Poem by habib akewusola

AFRICAN'S RHYTHM.
My golden eye continues to wink
Despite the season,
Shadows of my delivery
Was like flavor to the living,
Listen to this string of
My ancestral kings.
Identify trees with
Her meaning,
Instead of killing leafs
And colour green pasted
On my skin,
Here is beauty of wide
Life mixed with discipline,
Likewise evil under blind
Sky during evenings.
I am Africa
The ripe bride,
My tribe leads to greater
Height
Constant lights, and
Forgetting bribes.
Quarrel is inherited by
Every child,
Lets enjoy this ride round
Africa's pride.
HABIB AKEWUSOLA.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

TRIBUTE TO AFRICA

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 17, 2012



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