#61: Africa, Oh Africa

She wore her traditions like royal garments,


Cloaked in her father’s history and her mother’s suffering,

She was the byproduct of their affair gone wrong,

She spoke like her father but moved like her mother,

Adorned with deep lines of many tribes,

She smelled like her ancestors,

And In her voice you heard tales of love and war-


In her bosom,


Lay the heartbreak of brothers and sisters,

The bloodshed of boys and men,

Neighbors who forgot what they were fighting for,

Surrounded by Violence and brutality,

She was homeless in her own home,


Trying to regain her foot in society,

She hoped that the future would end all inequality,

She longed for barefoot dances,

United drum beats in city centers,

Laughter that outstretched poverty,

And she dreamed of days were love was the only exchange,


In a war cry,

With a chorus sung so beautifully,

She sang of the country she used to know,


“Africa, oh Africa,

This too shall pass,

The horizon is coming,

And this too shall pass”


©Aisha-Nicole 2014



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3 thoughts on “#61: Africa, Oh Africa

  1. platosgroove says:

    I spent a year in Zimbabwe 1983-84. I remember the people the sights the smells the sounds the struggles and the victories. I was 19. It was one of the most important experiences of my life. I learned in a very profound way that people are people if you take the time to look through the differences that live on the surface.

    • Wow, I don’t know you but I would guess that you have lived a rich life. I want to say thank-you for commenting, It’s good to know someone relates in some way, especially if it evokes a memory. Africa is a beautiful place, but its beauty has been tried with wars, abuse and corruption.

      Again, thank-you for reading friend.

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