Queen Africa Poem by kedrix Udjoe

Here lies the queen
whose eyes are weary as the quail
whose skin glittered like gold
And her eyes shone black in bold

Lost because of us
Queen to all kings
she cries for black kinds
Her tears flows to the flooding Nile
As she weeps for unity

Of peace she weeps
Solitary flogs of the whips
Are neither compared to her pains
it pains and pains and pains
she weeps for justice for blacks

Tears like floods of the river
cries before us into our gods
For understanding amongst splitted refugees
sojourning in an unknown Land