The Dark Continent Poem by sallieu sall

Speak of poverty, they made example of you

Shrinking shoulder pads of our tribesmen like that from the zoo.



Your children are dying in the Mediterranean Sea

In search of better opportunities



Drought from the East

Our dear leaders are busy in feast



OH! You Robert Mugabe our last Nationalist

Forty years in power is the life span of the Sudanese



Abundant turmoil in the North

Our dearest Rhino's horn is in short



Maracana mines is full of dead bodies

The victims of ‘'our minerals ‘'miseries



The other side of Lake Victoria

We are washed with Malaria




The Fulani crying for their cattle

As The Hague and our African leaders continues in their battle


Don't steal the Ashanti‘s gold

Dictatorial proponents Remember Theodore is old




The Tuareg continues the fight for their oil

As Al Shabab continues to spoil





The kabaka crying for his lost culture

Give Gadhafi's bones to the vulture





Tribal conflicts is in progress

Africa is in a state retrogress




Tutsi versus Hutu

What happened to our heritage Timbuktu?