I Stil Write In Africa Poem by Ernest Makuakua

It was a short while that i heard of her and Still I Rise and she inspired me through her words her fine art of words i believe she still writes where her breath may be.

An american she was
an icon she was and a poet she is so am i an african who woke up a night before i was born.
so even today i'd still call it a day dream for when i was born i was awake to to tell a story to my continent and across

who told you i wont get here? i am a piece that was written today so tomorrow i may tell the future about yesterday

im a writer so i consider myself not waiting a third party to call me one, and if you see me as one then you know more.

I was born in africa to live in africa to be the voice of africa and die in africa despise being killed by you africa maybe america
and i still write

i still write about the tears i drop on this face caused by my brothers and sisters from another towns killing one another just for brown buttered bread and dirty jobs unwanted by my fellow south africans
i still write

i still write about your neihbouring countries im not from another continet but from africa united states of africa living in south africa
i still write about the spirit of together
living together eating together protecting one another

the world wont change unless we change ourselves
lets be the change we want to be.

Nigeria i write mozambique i write zimbbabwe i write
south africa i still write