Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by ASHANTA, Jul 22, 2003.
I thy ancestor of the motherland,
sits upon the rock of thy legacy,
Ashanta, now you know good and well that I was feeling this poem, esp. the theme about Africa.
Africa cries, America tries...
the children are weeping
and the women are thinking
the singing is sinking
and the men are blinking
fighting the tears back
from all the years past
you can fear that
but hope never fears fact.
Blessings my sister lets keep the motherland alive, blessings be upon your house.
much love to you
quote"There shall be no bargaining with the devil"
very nice read
Thank you for your comments master poet.
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