A Land Somewhere In Africa

Somewhere in Africa, is a land blessed with nature:
Valuable gemstones beneath earth’s crust,
A fertile soil nurtured by divine tears from above,
And a blazing smile of radiant sun
But great depression has its hands gripped
On the heart and soul of this glorious land
For nature’s most precious stones are taken, to God knows where.

Somewhere in Africa, is a land built
Upon the foundation of freedom, and the prospect of equality
But slavery has become its reputation, both literally and figuratively
As lawsuits and jurists, rule in favor of higher statuses
And justice is denied the less fortunates.
In this land, aliens are celebrated as the noble breeds
While citizens are the unknown outcasts.

Somewhere in Africa, is a land where in,
The cries of the oppressed echo millions of miles
Through the ages, but there’s no one to listen
Their voices never seem to stop singing
The bleeding chorus for help and yet,
They are muted by the whistle of subjugation
And have therefore become a tuneless melody.

Somewhere in Africa, is a land where leaders
Are made to live like demigods and goddesses
While homeless infant, roam about the old rugged streets
As they are left alone, to fend for themselves
And single mothers, lie helplessly on troubled tummies
Because the proceeds of the economy is poured
Into the pockets of ruthless rulers.

Somewhere in Africa, is a land on which
There exit gifted souls, filled with never ending passions
And concealed endowments, awaiting exposure upon explosion
But only a blessed few, get to taste the fruit of innovation
For the external helps are not timely enough, to scratch the matches
And so thousands of these rare souls, have lived and died
With dreams unfulfilled and ideas unexpressed.

Somewhere in Africa, is a land where
The heirs of poetic insights, are rising from the shadows
Carving and penning, with the ink of solemn truth
The verses and stanzas, of unprecedented transformations
In the veins and arteries, of descending generations
The very stanzas needed, for the rebirth of this glorious land of liberty.

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