African Way
The way I walk
Was through thick and thin
With invisible tears
Tightened my belt all the way
Like a basic of a brave warrior
The way I walk
Was for the monster crying
The monstrousness milking
With the jungle full of beasts
With a squeaking Mopani trees
With path near peeping baobab
The way I walk
Was to teach me to control my wakeups
was good to teach me to compare data and view
was good to teach me to see things other way
it was good to see if I trust myself
the way with bravery to masquerade
The way I walk
Was not for coward
It was a stretched walk
And a disagreeable way
But worth Orange River diamond
The way I walk
Was to convince myself to see my future
To prepare personally for anything tricky
The way with guts, I must to live to tell the tale
That is the way I walk
Copyright © Emmanuel M. Hitilasha | Year Posted 2013
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