Africa Is Not A Country Poem by Raimi Babatunde

You have been christened
with many despicable names
and dressed in disgusting robes
as the virgin morn
got deflowered by the rays
of the rising sun.

In the wake of a new era,
how do I illuminate the illusory darkness
shrouded around you
and keep the ember glowing
on their altar of assumptions?
Just how do I sing
your eulogy?

How do I write about Africa,
the cradle of human civilization?
How do I tell them
Africa is a continent
with beautiful nations
exploited by their forebears?
Just how do I tell them
Africa is not a country?