I am not from the Africa you have in mind
Filthy, dirty, infested with all kinds of disease
Poverty, wars, and starvation
That is your Africa, not mine
My Africa is exiting
Beautiful lakes, rivers, and mountains
Handsome and kind people
Rich with resources
Children laughing and giggling
Women making love to their man
Reaching climax, reaching the peak
Your Africa is a make-believe
You hold it, if it makes you feel better
I am from my Africa, not from yours
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I like this poem, Yehualashet. Yes, Africa is beautiful in many ways and so many people don’t know it. I am African too, despite the look of my name. And I always try to help people understand more about the real Africa.