Africa My Continent

Africa my continent
I remember you today as always
The cradle of civilization
The land of great and revered warriors

Endowed extravagantly with all God’s natural resources
Africa my continent
The land of great promise
Africa of Achebe’s Things fall Apart, I salute you.

Rise up and take your destiny in your own hands
The   abundance of wealth in your bowels
Should be a blessing to your poverty-stricken children
Africa you must stop disappointing God

Africa my continent 
It is time to purge your off-springs of notorious acronyms
Which have become their lot
The poverty capital of the world
The corruption infested countries
The third world countries
The least developed countries
Developing countries
-hole countries 
Emerging economies
Underdeveloped countries
Arise Africa and shine for your star has risen!

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