Exaggeration

Exaggerating  
When you always speak 
Bad about Africa 
From morning to night
Forgeting  that it is the credle 
Of humanity 
Which means
Where all the races 
Originate.
Or the grand mother of all the nations. 
Insulting your grand mother daily 
Does not erase the traces. 

June 01/2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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