AFRICAN BEAMS

When whispers shout out pain in silence And echoes rejoice in gladness A crowd of smiles in absence Yet the back bone spares no one regardless I get to understand what it means To be African in beams. When lonely nights strike And songs of sorrow envelop with pride A lake of tears floods with spike Yet the backbone attacks in raid I get to understand what it means To be African in beams When heaven finally opens up And hears the cries all in a wrap A song of cheers elopes from their hives For the backbone a shadow now cast with knives I get to understand what it means To be African in beams