We Are Leaves
We are Leaves
We are like leaves that fall from trees
As wombs contract with pains of labor
And portraits of heroes are venerated
By those who weathered the storm
It’s proved young Africans are leaves
Leaves that fall but go back not
Leaves that have on destiny- the soil
Season that emerges new leaves grow
But they too shade off and disappear
Like fog in the rising hot sun of the tropics
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