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A Poem by Kay Salisu Titilola

My continent of origin.

I have been in existence,
even along the first world.
hovering over the earth,
while my lips kept singing the best song.
I'm black and gigantic,
with riches in my little weird world.
though, hardship is certainty,
but it couldn't stand my single weapon.

My people are black,
My world is wide,
The color of our skin,
Tell the world who we are.
My baby cradles on my back,
Even through the longest mile.
for my culture is so unique,
and it brings me the brightest smile.

hustling along street,
hawking along the town,
farms dances to the song of the hoe,
while the cutlass never stop to shout.
palm trees weeps into the calabash,
causing the smile of the palm wine tapper.
while the ocean couldn't hold its fishes,
but vomit for my fisher men.

Goats bleat around the houses,
with none of a man concern.
C**k crew in the morning,
even before the farthest dawn.
Sheep walks around the street,
and its leg never feel tired.
for they all lives in liberty,
without a man to shot them out.

one continent, one color.
thousands languages with one nature.
everywhere we go around the world,
our look and color speaks for us.
never doubt who we are.
we are AFRICA.


© 2016 Kay Salisu Titilola

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esp love the last few lines thankyou for entry into my competition of this beautiful piece of work, !

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Kay Salisu Titilola
Kay Salisu Titilola

Ijebu ode, Ijebu ode, Nigeria

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