My Children Will Do it Differently.
Out of the ashes of Sahara desert
As they exhale and inhale over dinner
My children will do it Differently
Africa stands a aloof and low from the rest of the nation
My children will do it differently
Hunger became our neighbor
My children will do it differently
pouring our brothers blood became our pleasure
My children will do it differently
Politician became their weapon.
My children will do it differently
Africa ranks low in economy , lowest in humanity
My children will do it differently
I see it coming
Pain is all we feel and grim is what we see
My children will do it differently
The flash of your father drilling freely in the nail river
I see a change
My children will do it differently
A new list of blessings and wishes to come
So in grief and weary do our heart bleed.
My children will do it differently
Yes Generations of people born and die.
events take their place.
But I SEE a CHANGE
My children will do it differently
I seen winds and waves of new generation
I have stood and watched them grow and glow
perfectly , correctly , Humanly, Economically, Wisely
OUR GENERATION WILL DO IT DIFFERENTLY.
Inshallah, they will do it differently.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem sistah.