Envied Old Granny
I am Africa, that old but envied Granny
Since Adam and Eve, I lived many moons
Many greed what the Creator gave me
He crafted me with valuable stones and beauty
He made me natural, proud and virgin
Stamina he gave me to feed my people
Long peace, I dream for my family
I am Africa, that black desired Granny
But I have been pillaged, wounded
My guts and people agonized
My family got split by blizzards
Now I am crying for my generations
Our history has been stolen or buried
But I am tireless to recover it; I am prolific
I am that envied and sleepless Granny
I am saddened foes invaded our land
They are stealing family children to trade them
They resettle them far away in deserts
To sleep, they weave nests in plantations
There I will no more see them
The huts and families they left miss them
Still, I am that courageous and coveted Granny
Although invaders reached our plots
To rape our bodies, souls and lands
We claimed here and there; we were killed
Our blood shed, but we got freedom
We sang, clapped hands and danced for joy
I know my sons are on power
Being that determined wakeful Granny
I thought we could repair the damages
And sing the song of peace universally
Alas, my brood grew Cain and Abel
They started eating one another
Spears and arrows spoke in villages
So I became more morally hurt than ever
And today as we all are around the fire
A reminder to you with a people’s drum
Beat the barrel not to alter our Book
Beat it to eschew hatred and spears
Beat it to trigger committed toil and unity
Beat it for the sun is shining tomorrow
My legacy to you all: RESPECT THE BOOK.
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Copyright © Mugisho Theophile | Year Posted 2017
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