Help us create more content like this
Already a member? Sign in.
africa rises poem
Poem: Black Liquid Gold That Rose
Mama Africa, [You are a] beautiful Black rose. You are like Black liquid gold that rose. Sunflower that I call Rwanda or Lily of love that reminds us of ex-Zaire. Here is [your] moment of celebration, Tasted dose by dose. Gabon — here — will be offered like a daisy, Malawi will compliment you the…
