Why I Think Like A God (Part 2) Poem by Alufa Oke Joshua

I was asked; when will the sun shine again?
Then it became clear that the earth still has valued,
I was shock when an Africa man smiled and said the sun
No longer shine in Africa shore then I asked why;

Someone whispered to me that he is a politician,
He is a monster in a mentor clothing,
Enslaving Africans yet he still come every now and then
with empty boxes full of sweet lies.

I noticed he is also a son of a slave and he is even lesser than a slave.
He betrays our sun for modern enslavement but he was given a title " Honorable" maybe a bigger title " Excellency" which shows how deep they are truly enslaved by the ones they sold their sun to.

Africa sun raises more often than the title holders expected,
Now they are back with new boxes full of painful healing,
Once again the sun will bring prosperity and peace, so he said;
We are here to support every brightness of the sun, so he added.

Africans its time to say no; a mothers voice shouted from afar,
Yes, the crowd echoed throughout the coast of Africa.
Unity terrifies those monster in mentor clothing,
They have tittles yet lack dignity and integrity.

We are free let enjoy the sun.
I'm Alufalism, I'm Black, I'm African