Poem: Land of God

Victhur Ihuka May 18, 2015


Oh Africa

Like a child brimming with innocence
You never withhold

Sharing your best fruits
To the good and bad alike

Rising and setting your sun
Without segregation —  black and white alike

Like a woman in labor
You moan and groan

Watching in helpless agony
As your children cut each other down
With reckless abandon

Oh Africa

Land of the high and mighty
Full of abundance and radiant beauty

When did your streets turn desolate
And your sacred places bleak?

How did you pave way for aliens
To hold your pride in utter derision

Oh Africa
Yet shall you rise
Like a phoenix from the fiery furnace
Breaking every yoke that held you down

Nations shall come to your light
And shouts of joy will be heard across your land

The world will know your might
And proclaim that of a truth
My Africa is a land of God

Last Edited by:Abena Agyeman-Fisher Updated: March 25, 2016


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