🤔 AFRICA. 😍
The lyrical of thee Is staccato,
As the blacksmith makes a cutlass
With semblance colour,
like a colour In cream of tartar.
Africa. Oh! Africa the plate that's Putting
Food on your table, maquillage your rayless shadow.
The spoon In your mouth, It's like tropical kudus.
I know a Africa man, calling Kudus.
His black bear face-cap, makes
Me fall like a rainfall; shouting kudos!
Oh! Africa you're like an endless adventure.
You already made many things with bronze and
Scruptures.
Oh! Africa. The tone ring a ball
And my blood sings In my cell.
Oh! Africa. I love Africa.
Copyright: Abduwaheed Sofiullahi.
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