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Cursed African
21st January 2013 at the US capitol Was the day men saw their idol. He stood, brisk and spry, And his order, no man could defy. Africans and Caucasians stood in awe For Obama was indeed a man of all. Across the Atlantic in Tripoli, Was Africa's father, who in harmony Had advanced the "African Project" Sharing his oil and sponsoring the sect, Removing borders and uniting lands Preaching "The African news" with open hands. "Take my hand and shake And let's together let's stand and not fake, For as Sons of mother Africa It's our duty to groom and uphold Africa". Such was the Message from Tripoli's keeper To the majestic Capitol owner. The reply was his shunning back Encased in a message and tag "Let sons wed their fellow men And let women do same like men For such is what I stand for A new freedom, unlike before And be rest assured we sing not the same song Here, you aren't wanted and do not belong. And with the bullet for you I come For we would never be buddy and chum." The bullet came and Gadhafi slept And with him, Africa sank and wept Hitherto, Africa sleeps, caked in mud Strangled by a man who carries her blood © Temajung Michael T.
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