TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN
The winner of the country’s bread
I am a seed of Africa; a denounced street child
The manifestation of my vanguard’s greed
Blessed with the beauty of Nature
Where rests the beauty of Africa?
Her beauty is sacred to be wrapped in extortion
Why threaten her with your gross corruption?
The chronic disease; reciprocal to generation
I wonder if your seat is clean
For no man seated leaves a record clean!
When is the resurrection of Africa due?
Keep the toil of our forefathers a divine clue
The wrong steps by the leaders must warn you
Oh my motherland, you never can be accursed!
Patriotic black child, heal Africa; heal the world!
Copyright Aboagye Joseph © 2019