Olawale Okunrinboye

The African Man - Poem by Olawale Okunrinboye

Our warrior?
Yes, he is a conqueror
Riding as a victor to war
His glory will never fade like the memories of the dinosaur
His strength, I adore
His love, I wish for
His pride, I ignore
For pride leads to a fall
My father?
Yes, he is my provider
The roof I live under
Working tirelessly, day and night
Sweat fall like raindrops from his body
Brought me upright, showed me the light
Carried me around like a little girl plays with her kite
His love for us is an endless journey
Although questioned by his love for vanity
His friend?
Yes, the world can't comprehend
So we don't want to see them unite
Entertained when they fight
Secretly laugh at their foolishness
Stealing from their greatness
Exposing their wickedness
Hoping they waste away
No love, No knowledge
Yes, he will bring change
Hope he takes us on the path to our destiny
Will he give us a new identity?
Show us the true meaning of freedom and equality?
Let's wait and see

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 28, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 28, 2012

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