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My African Sun

MY AFRICAN SUN
[BY OHWOJEVWE ESE GANIYU]
My African sun
Hot as you may
Be measured with
Hot or cold instruments
You still mean 
So much more to
Us in the African continent
When we wake up
In the mornings
We feel joyous
To see you standing
In the East
And when the birds
And hens are
Homeward bound to roost
That is the right
Time to behold
God’s best gift
Of nature.

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Gideon Idudje

Date: 5/3/2020 9:20:00 PM

Wow Beautiful Fine Imagery "When the birds and hens are home bound" I like this piece I must confess

Vicki Bekker

Date: 10/22/2017 6:18:00 AM

I truly fell the sun on my face while reading and the love you share with the beat of the poem, its like the words push you forward becuse of the cut of sentences

Ohwojevwe Ese Ganiyu
Date: 6/2/2018 12:38:00 PM

thanks pal i feel elated