Africa Poems | Examples of Africa Poetry

Heavy is the head that holds the crown I desire to be his purple peace When the world is beating him down May he know he can come to me I’ll kiss away your turquoise tears And block all the negativity Together we will face white fears And create consistent chocolate peace The heart of a man is a priceless Pearl That...

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My Wonderful Wife Here — the one who bears the fruit of my loins. Here — the cheerleader of my flawed bravado. Here — the bearer of the yoke of my incessant brokenness. Here — the moon that shines, irrespective of the season. Here — the one true bridge between life and death. Here — the one who foils the foul...

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Black poet by Adejola Joseph Black poet His skin is black but his heart is white His tongue is honey and his hand is spirit He is a mirror of reality The reflection and shadows of things to come He is the revelation of the Providence The truth untold for ages He is black Powerful Strong Bold Dynamic Iconic Principled Honest Disciplined and charismatic Black poet...

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Africa, The undiluted genealogy of humanity and humility The undisputed abode of nature Surrounded by wild bushes, forests, winding rivers, Uncountable mountains, endless valleys, sacred hills And unasailable caves The breeding ground for crocodiles, Gorilla's, Lions, Buffalo's And unquantifiable exotic animals The domicile of moonlight tales; Tales laced with valor and splendor Africa, Where the stars and the moon defiantly compete...

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Africa, the land of first breath, Where the sun kissed the soil and diamonds wept from the womb of the earth. A continent dressed in gold and green, Where rivers write scriptures and mountains sing freedom. You gave birth to the world — and the world gave you shackles. Your lakes are endless, your waters fresh and sacred, Your belly pregnant...

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They tell us we’re the future yet 63% of us stand under twenty-five, hungry for more than empty promises. They say unemployment is only 6.8% but when each job vacancy spawns nineteen hopeful faces, those numbers shatter. It’s not our fault alone we’re taught to pass, not to prepare, and leaders build bridges to nowhere. change the system, rebuild classrooms with real tools, forge curricula in...

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Black Chador The women of Alexandria wear a chador that mercifully hides her bony body, she could have fitted a Dior dress snugly, but she doesn't know this, she has walked ten miles to buy bread for her children She has been to the fruit market too, where where rib-cage mules with sores stoically wait A rich, elderly English woman tells the...

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Along the River Nile Lies a potent earth so fertile Before it met a sudden death In the cold hands of civilization. Now it lives only as a ghost Once a symbol of becoming A beacon of hope A name we carried like breath. They stripped her of her story Wrapped her in another’s image Called her ruins what was once glory And buried her truth...

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Red eyes might grow... What pure mind don't show. White eyes might cook, What dirty mind can't hook. Clean hands could build of fold... What plan A can barely withhold, Filthy hands might weigh of cheers, What plan B does rarely adheres. Crazy heart might run bloody metre... While calm vein don't shy as repeater. Lovely heart could walk lonely garden, While lousy vein can't...

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Looking through my window Children playing around with slops Dogs cats cows... singing in their own right Trees mingling with the wind songs of praise Some off to the bush for food, Who the LION is none of their business Africa Seems free. On the streets shouting carrying screaming Jesus Muhammad... Working for heaven eden Back home they cant spare a bean for their Neighbor! but...

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They sat holding bottles In their hands And armpits Pouring mouthful Of liquor to fill Their hollow stomachs. They gazed at each other As cat and mouse And spoke a lot of Inglish with slain syntax To devirginate Their motherland. The two drunkards! Spoke of a nation's illusions And the wilted state of A nation's elites Raping the cultural norm Who raped the temple? They said something About...

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Cyril Ramaphosa his voice box sometimes goes hoars-a swallowed a Cheshire Cat, great white smile running miles keeping da Amerikanos on the dial ...

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They can be so much more if only you let them in if you show them a world beyond screens and borrowed dreams. They are not yahoo boys. They are survivors of a broken system running from the weight of waiting where opportunity hides behind closed doors. Imagine who they could become if the field was level if rules were sacred and hope wasn’t taxed by...

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Presence of you ignites my heart with joy, If you go out of sight it makes me sad. This bond between us always brings me joy, The world will try to break our steadfast bond By phone we share some talks of daily life, And they do keep a watch on all our deeds, To save...

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I speak—not from a podium or palace, But from the soil, soaked in blood and silence. From beneath the green womb of the Congo, Where my bones lie broken—but not my spirit. You—who call yourselves the civilised, The democratic, the free— What freedom do you preach While your machines chew through the bones of my children? I see your flags in the forests...

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