My Africa Poem by kelvin karani

O! The land of my forbears
Resplendent in organic beauty
Though you be burdened
A broad calabash smile salutes
Your children-oppressed
By leeches & co. in cahoots
With some of your own.

The lands vastly spread
The Sahara and Kalahari
Instill not hopeless dread
But the very death of worry
The equatorials and the Savannahs
Provide providence to the rest
And an African welcome to foreigners
Who now put us to the test

The paradoxes are starling
So much water, but the thirst
Vast fertile lands, but the hunger
So much wealth, but countries so poor
Poverty stricken people, but rich leaders

Land of Mandela’s and Nyerere’s
Inspire us to change
Inculcate love in our hearts
Each to be the others keeper
Oil the candles in our hearts
And the future will be bright.