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Don’t Cry

Now listen dear child, listen attentively
To the forested hills, for they are your ancient brothers
To the birds, they carry gossip and might have answers
Watch the sunrise and sunset from tree branches
Search the valleys too, let your eyes behold our land
Feel the flowers with your finger tips
Smell the caking dust after the rain,
Feed your eyes with all that is left of here
And when- if you dream of other peoples’ land,
Remember you have a beautiful homeland!

Your father went to fight in the war
Last I saw him march, without a bye
The glory became pain,
You are what is left of him and I’m worried for you
Remember not to treat your woman and land so,
For there are other ways to be brave than guns


For my grandfather, Late Mazi Chinyere Abraham Duroha
World War 2 Veteran.

(God rest his soul)

Africa Nature Poetry

Rainfall, Drummer of the Year!

Nothing compares to the feeling you bring,
With queer beats, you spice up Summer,
Singing as in songfests with the Thunder!


Three Poems: The Waterfalls, Peace and Your Love

The Waterfalls:
I tell the trees of your sounds and they are jealous
When you fall, birds and the wild stop to listen,
To hear Nature sing while she wash her garment in your mist

Bird songs, butterflies, sun rays and peace,
All are fruits from the green forest,
Nature’s providence to mankind

Your Love:
Your Love has taken over me
Now I come to You with nothing,
For with You I become everything!

Africa Poetry Uncategorized

Muse: Swift Stream

The blue stream flow swift
Three patient toads sit aghast
Waiting for the current to pass


The Baobab

This is for you humble castle, beautiful succour and living citadel,
You whose roots are soft seats; you who shelter ants, mushrooms and birds,
Your leaves are shield from rain, you are a friend to all that may come


As we read through, let’s remember to play our role in protecting Earth’s vegetation and trees.