Africanism Poems - Poems about Africanism

...if I could trace back to that period before it all started some hundreds shameful years ago when, under thatch great men with courageous minds were made Days, when we aim neither for fanc......Read More

...As I sit and watch Watch you denounce the obligatory violence Announcing and pronouncing the fabricated freedom Joyfully commemorating and celebrating your assassinated true leaders The enemy kil......Read More

...AMASOWONMWAN At arm's, I am but your brethren, Ne pas comrade Pour food, most have sold Their Honors for gold Others, a pot of pottage The tree only bends to the wind Because it doesn'......Read More

...I saw an angry African tower over a bleeding brother I saw a by-passer look on, with little bother I saw a neighbour inflict a new scar and a blister I heard a woman’s yelling silence a pleading s......Read More

...Who cares? Those were days past When Africans used to be brothers When everyone shared when something bothers When we all united against immorality When a child belonged to the community Now ......Read More

...Psychopomp led me into afterlife into the souls' of our forefathers, into the dire grave, spiritualism, i saw spirits, deities, the deads; the beneficient dead of the night. i laid on the ances......Read More

...deep, deep into the coven Men gathered in black red chanting of loom doom to come Spiritualism shrunk and shrieked Enchantment of idols of life Chanting rumbles of voidness and tempest and hai......Read More

...My African woman, I then title you something number one To my mind, heart and soul By whenever I introduce the thought of you in me The rivers in my drainage basin flow not with water, But milk,......Read More

...Thorns of liberty, Street of massive enmity. Pinnacle of unseen threat, Nausal,chronic and offensive pets. Path to menace Solace! Cat feed on cat; happy hour. Wealth varies to poverty tower......Read More

...Dark Skinned Lady. the ever poised legendary beauty, granary of compassion & culture whose stunning reign sparkles the night. Dark Skinned Lady. comandress of matriotic forces, the earthquake that......Read More

...CRY THE BELOVED CONTINENT… (Apropos The Ripping Veil of Pan-Africanism) In all her blackness her soils run red with the blood of her children Whose bloated bellies mock the pregnancy ......Read More

...Before I bequeath these smithereens of my ailed agnostic frame of mind; I will write a poem; only one of its kind; A poem about our walk under a starlit night, Where you will learn that Africanism......Read More

...I curse away one head to stabilize the thinking,I curse away the set of eyes that forever fall from the face to set a clear vision.I curse away the spear,the nation builder to educate the ***** contr......Read More

...Never forgetting those loud voices Voices acting as the vehicles of historical antimonies Antimonies which in themselves are testimonies of ideological betrayal These conflicting mirages of imagi......Read More