AFRICAN BEAMS
When whispers shout out pain in silence
And echoes rejoice in gladness
A crowd of smiles in absence
Yet the back bone spares no one regardless
I get to understand what it means
To be African in beams.
When lonely nights strike
And songs of sorrow envelop with pride
A lake of tears floods with spike
Yet the backbone attacks in raid
I get to understand what it means
To be African in beams
When heaven finally opens up
And hears the cries all in a wrap
A song of cheers elopes from their hives
For the backbone a shadow now cast with knives
I get to understand what it means
To be African in beams
Copyright © KELLY RUTH | Year Posted 2024
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