Oh Africa
OH! Africa,
The faithful cow of a greedy man.
Always giving milk for a straw of grass.
OH! Africa
The resource-full man without a plan.
Trading gold bars for cups made of brass.
OH! Africa
Led by torch bearers who are blind
chasing a world that’s left you behind.
OH! Africa
Till when will you
continue to lie prostrate,
and allow these miscreants to penetrate,
your backside just to demonstrate,
Why you’re their favorite whore,
and your shrine, theirs to explore.
Oh Mama Africa.
Copyright © Joseph Nayere | Year Posted 2018
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