Tear Me Apart

Tear me apart 
I stand in the middle
When the wind blow
It nurture my body
My cloth dance to 
It direction like 
It hate my body 
Even doe am staggering
I still stand in the
Middle of life

Tear me apart
I stand in the middle
Waiting
I refuse to leave 
This center 
Cos Africa is never 
In the center of the world
For nothing
So till the end of 
My time I will always
Reach the world
From the middle
No one can take my 
In heritage from me
Cos no one can fight 
Nature 
Not the strongest

Tear me apart
I stand in the middle
Cos the world can't 
Be seen better from
No other distance
The wind strike I stand
The sun heat so hard 
I never burn
The sea rise yet never 
Wash Me away
The rain flood my 
Hood but never carry
My door 
I wish for no other 
Position 
Just leave me in between
Cos that is were my 
Spirit roars
Right their in the middle
I see the world were it 
Can never 
Tear me apart
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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