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Shine Shine Africa

Shine shine Africa 
God has bless you with so many gifts
The forests and coconut tree that sit behind my house is awesome to praise God.

I can not forget the birds that sings sweet melodies each morning to wake me up for a daily battle.

Shine shine Africa, God created you winners because you walk in gold, yet you lack.

Shine shine Africa when will you rise and take away the world ?
See the way the men at work have enriched their pockets with gold. 
Am surprise how they have protected the honey we made with violent.
They have blocked the flow of the honey just for themselves.

Shine shine Africa, why your own people are enemies to your progress.
They only think about the fattest of their belly.
I can’t believe how the privilege ones take the predicament of the vulnerable  just to solicit fund to enrich their gallery.

Shine shine Africa, when will I see laughter  clothing the child who live in Daboya village.
When will your youth cease to cross ocean to experience honey in a strange land.

Yesterday I dreamt about Africa.
I saw the died tree developing a nipples of fruits.
The snake who scares people from plucking is been chased.
The bees who protects the honey with violent have hitted by a great smoke.
They have lost control over their territory.

I saw the angels taking over.
And people stood cheerfully with the bamboo flute.
The calabashes have be filled with palm wine.
As the birds brood in their nests, watching from their windows, how the people are pouring out the unsung melodies of years.

The rebellions who traversed mountain, ocean with the fear of losing their head have come home,
And sitting by their log- fires.
Telling tales of long ago.

Copyright © RICHARD TABI | Year Posted 2020

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