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My beautiful black skin....



I really get annoyed when am watching a movie or reading a book that innocently makes you think of any African country as a wild bush full of lions and bushmen wearing loin skins made of cheetah skin, or mosquito-infested land, or AIDS-stricken bony people. I know that some of these things are true, but PLEEEEAAASSEEE… there’s more to Africa than that!!
And having moved out of my home country because of one infamous genocide that marks one of the negative sides of Africa, I am not one to judge. But today,I decided to write this because i love my history and some parts of the African culture.I may not know much about my culture,but i know enough to appreciate it.And it got me to writing this down:
BLACK BEAUTY
The mysterious land from afar,
The one and the only Africa!
The heart and soul of the world,
Was only to be found in a place so free and wild.
The purest virgin land,
Africa:our Motherland

A wonderland beneath the sun,
Home of the greatest:woman or man,
Cultures blended into one,
Beneath the beautiful African sun.
Many dared to see this land,
Even if it meant losing a leg or hand!
A dark land with the brightest light,
It was nothing but love at first sight.
They couldn’t keep their hands off this Black Beauty,
They believed she was their duty.
But how could you tame such a wild beauty?
One that was born to be free.

Beliefs forgotten,
Spirits broken,
Africa the slave,
No one would save.

From glory to shame,
They left richer and more powerful than they came.
Africa the lonely  beggar
Chained to poverty and hunger.

There is life beneath the African sun,
And there’s hope in the heart of every African.
Our land may be in chains,
But our hearts and minds are free of the chains.

Africa is rising above,
Recreating itself with hardwork and love
Africa is not for revenge
Africa is for change.
The Bold,Black Beauty.AFRICA!!

Comments

  1. BAlaka19 December 2012 at 08:12

    I Wish I would hear the tune. All the same the message is moving. And nice touch on the rhymes. Cheers Yvette!

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    1. Yvette20 December 2012 at 13:50

      Thanks Alaka...wish it had a tune,but will think about coming up with one.

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