The African's Song 16 (Tas) Poem by Joshua Adeyemi
The African's Song 16 (Tas)
Africa is my name,
America is my friend.
Britain wroth my fame,
Indian talked of my trends.
******* Thank you! *****
To who disflowered me,
At least i'm exposed
And none of you can
No longer spoon feed me.
Now! ; I'm independent
I refuse to be transparent.
c.2017
Saturday, July 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,pride
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