Were Africa

 At an onset of an onslaught of dire

awakens of a storm of stench,

carried on by disastrous western winds

sprouts out honor in the heart of Africa.

for revival of indigenous etiquette

In the essence of independency 

for a dreamlike brandnew beginning

we wean off spoon feed and slavery.


In fear of our inaction's consequence

we query our next generation's inheritance

won't our blannders become their buddens?

with courage and determination

a leap of faith against all odds we take

a thorough thorny rough though worthy road

for the conservation of zenji culture 

and the foundation for our nurture.


Built on hunchbacks of heroic chronicles, 

on demeanour of righteousness we prevail 

solid we stand, without fear or favour

bold our life begins, tall we stride on 

Worth not an amount nor a price

created in the image of Him the most high,

not Sodom nor Gomorrah, we're Africa 

we say no to homosexuality.


@juliuscseguya




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