Born In Africa 2 Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Born In Africa 2



Life,
Birth,
Out of the womb of my mother;
Born in Africa,
Here on earth,
With my muse presented to the World.

Read on! !
Read along,
Stead, tead, tread, thread, head, lead!
Ahead;
Growing up in Africa,
With the muse of Mama Africa.

Born in Poverty,
Growing up to meet the World;
Free mind!
My mind;
To see the ways of life around me.

Tree, see, free!
To agree to nature;
Learning from the bee,
Freedom! ! !
Like the wind that blows around me;
Blowing all along!
Able to teach you over there as well.

Mama Africa!
Growing up in Africa;
My identity,
My home,
Africa! ! ! !
Home sweet Home.

Tuesday, March 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: africa,growing up,identify
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 13 March 2019

Like the wind that blows around me. ?????????? Thanks for your commet on my poem. Stay blessed always.

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Aniruddha Pathak 12 March 2019

A poet with waves of thoughts flooding his Musing mind. Mere thoughts, mere words, phrases, rare a complete line, and still conveying a lot as often as leaving you scratching head, that is Edward Kofi Louis rushing ahead.

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