Suleimon Bamidele Balogun Poet Ode

African Chil

African Child
Today i hear and heard the cry oh! that
I'm one;
For the Pain of the past Flashes the 
SOWETO.

Though and not of the pain
But the cry tells for sentiment
these day it is remembered
And the road is not diverged.

Take hold of the Child,And
though i'm a child;
Happy today 'cos its the day of
Plenty laughter.

Tow are not a Child
But the one when called to
Grow;
African Child is all of the time,and not
Some of the time,the Fiction of
Socials.


                                                                 16/06/2004(1:30am)

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