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Read Poems by Frederick Mungo

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OH MOTHER AFRICA

Oh mother Africa cradle of civilization
like the great trees of our green oceans
you protect your young from this great gale
from east, north, south, west but mostly west
it comes with a force first gentle then strong then stronger
from leaf to stem it sways the oceans
steering our waters to unright directions
it brings it's sand from far away and takes our leaves to far away.

Oh mother Africa cradle of civilization
land of fruits milk and honey
groom your young in your own way
let them know it's not for sale
our dignity, pride and values
but how do you cushion a dying man
how do you relieve a man running after a setting sun
a drowning man will clench a straw
if this he thinks will stay afloat
young shoots find no space to blossom 
even in this spacy forest
is this our fault or it it's fault
that seedlings readily embrace the gale
they know the wrath it all entails
but this they say is better than the dark.

Oh corner trees of iroko type
give space for the young to grow
their roots will firm their stems will broad
and this ocean green will stay agreen
heed my advice and pave the way
for if these things are not done in time
your young will continue to embrace the gale 
and this ocean green will go brown some day.

Copyright © Frederick Mungo | Year Posted 2013

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  1. Date: 2/7/2016 1:13:00 PM

    Awesome poem...LINDA
  1. Date: 11/15/2015 10:50:00 PM

    Frederick, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**
  1. Date: 5/27/2013 11:47:00 AM

    Good one bro!
  1. Date: 3/9/2013 2:38:00 AM

    bro, here we go with the poems from Cameroon. this is sweet and a miniature of what Africa represents to us all even if some fall away from this dream. thanks so much

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