African Diaspora ====================== In the diaspora he sat down; And there he wept; Remembering Africa; Mouth open, unable to a song. Eyes full of the ocean; Mouth imploded with praises; Thought stacked full of memories, Memories of Motherland Africa. In bits he uttered; Africa, my cherished home; In the diaspora unable to a song; I want to come to thee. Chief Charles O. Okereke Copyright ©2002 Chief Charles O. Okereke Click For Other Poems by Author
African Phoenix ====================== Out of the ashes of a phoenix A new African phoenix is born As black and as famished as ever Carrying the same loads of thorn The same batches of infamy Of disease, of wars, of hunger The same scars in the horn As politicians to each others whisper Sweet lies; with no conscience to scorn As they exhale and praises inhale over dinner And more ranks to their siblings adorn Africa stands aloof as distant as ever As unique as an alien unicorn Writhing in mounts of litter Burdened, broken and outworn