Africa poetry poets

Early morning rain (Updated)  It rained heavily this morning With showers, strong winds and sandstorm And the wind with big strong hands shaking everything At sight. There I perched. It rained, strongly And a bird in its apartment is drenched But it continues to sing sweet songs...

Being the second part of the blog notes: Thoughts on African Poetry. Ad WHAT are your thoughts on Poetry? Writers share their deepest motivation, purpose, in the art of poetry. The spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion...

Opiate Gift by Teetea ~ Crafty to a catnip had we stalked To the same cabal and their clowns All our votes to the treasured deck As we gathered for their opiate gift. ~ A few handshakes of rice and bills We gave out our powers in present past And...

 The Bandit Clan ~ Hell should have known they were just a bandit clan! Clambering on board Another Presidential Change' All their weapons of mass diminution -to the last of the golden goose- Have ravaged our very common wealth Upon their vain ambition's vault   Why must we then, so commending them,...

Silent and Present Africa - Sikhe Camara Because I kept quiet You think I have nothing to say Because I do not look You think that I have nothing more to see Because I do not cry out You think I no longer have anything in...