Reaching within in search of my mother
My entire being has been washed before birth
Tampered and smeared in soil
I dig
I find the roots of my blood
But tainted hands are executed
So I live..
Living with an entire lost continent embedded on my lips
My hair longing for mercy
My eyes rebel against me, the devil has raped them to brighten my skin.. Unrecognizable yet acceptable enough to fondle
My breasts erect and full of liquors,
My suns and moons get drunk off rage
I taste the Nile in my cries so i remain tearless
My mother can't help me and I beg for her.
So I close my eyes and scream her name...oh Africa!
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