Tuesday 26 June 2012

IVORY HORN OF AFRICA


















Ivory horn of Africa
From which wine is served
To young and old, has become a commoner
In the city of her ancestors
She has deserted the land of her birth
Enroute a path, unknown to her folks
Destructive, o route, misleading.

Listen!!! O people of the world, of Africa
Children sit helplessly till sun sets and moon emerges
Children, living within tired bodies
Who shall overturn this curse?

Africa must not die like the hero who dies in battle.

Africa is the epitome of Beauty
beauty with a name, nature exemplified
The place of peace and freedom,
Freedom to explore possibilities,
Possibilities so divine.

Let the weak arise!
Let the strong hold them up!!
Let every piece be picked up; every worn heart!!!
Every man his own
Let us rise again
Our flag must not go down.


Copyright (C) 2012


First published at http://www.poetryfoundationghana.org/index.php/theme/social-poems/item/123-ivory-horn-of-africa
*Some lines have been edited with my permission

7 comments:

Protocol Marcus said...

BIG UPS MAN.

Great Piece of work. Very inspiring.
Keep it up and we want more.

Unknown said...

Thanks Marcus...more will flow from this literary horn. you inspire more

Kuu Kakraba Forson said...

You will surely go far with this, man. I love every piece of it... God bless you

Unknown said...

God bless you too comrade, we surely will celebrate this day someday

Godslove said...

beautiful,deep and touching.loving your blog

Unknown said...

Godslove, thanks for passing through, i so appreciate it, i couldn't help but pen these reality as i think of where i come from.

Unknown said...

Godslove, thanks for passing through, i so appreciate it, i couldn't help but pen these reality as i think of where i come from.