My Blood Runs In You

Suddenly I came like a wrecking ball Breaking all the bonds that binds your soul I’m like the earth, the wind and the rain Washing away your pains in pain You couldn’t help the afflicted because you were one of them Wherever you go to and whatever you do Anyhow you run your race, there I face Like a wounded dragon ready to spit fire Your future died, you didn’t cry, because you know nothing about it Now you have your life in an egg shell Ready to go a distance with greasy legs Hoping I save a place in heaven next time we meet with each other Because you know I can imagine living in your state of mind Survival as a factor hates you 'cause it didn’t totally break you Fate and misfortune embraced you in the life you are living Because you numbed down from their prattles to be self actualized I’m glad you want to decide what is important But you are fighting without knowing how to win Beloved African girl Do not conceal disbelief in your fragile mind, for I will recite the secret of your destiny and drink from the same rum with you From the debt of my heart The gods will inspire the sound of the drums And you will rise to fall no more Very soon, the entire world will pen down your greatness For I am Africa, and my blood runs in you… A Stewart Annie Everestus’s poem © 2019