Let me say bluntly
And honestly
African people are kind
With kind heart and stable mind
Long oppressed
But not blessed
Even though rich in minerals
They yet struggle
They have ravaged
And not managed
Natural resources
For they best usages
All people take advantage
Keep them at disadvantage
Many have taken to ill ways
The poverty is likely to stay
They often express
Word we feel like to deface
They have yet to learn
For image to turn
Many people around world
Feel sore when they are old
About sufferings and pain
They think from heart and remain concerned
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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