Me, My Origin, My Idiology
ME, MY ORIGIN, MY IDIOLOGY
here is a creature, like the sun
and he is a black son
a proud and a patriotic African
though he is friendly with American
he has an ambition so high
like a microscopic sight
to change some wrongs done
through words so compiled
He is not popelistic
Rather very optimistic
visualizing an Africa without spot
To change into a paradistic spot
Though his means so paraylesd
in an economy so critisized
yet like the eagle he aspires
to reach the heavenly skies
Suddenlt, he flies downwards
By an act so degrading
He wishes not to beg
for he believe its not bravely
but would he face extinction
becuase of his determination
To loose the mind and the aim
the very reason of his birth
I apologise for being Black
tell me, what i would have been?
I am proudly Black
I look forward to a unified race
Where color is a mere feature
and not a distiinction
Where our hearts will beat
to corraborate this ryhtm
Of world peace
A planet free from hunger.
Copyright © Magnus Nwagu Amudi Esq | Year Posted 2008
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