The road prostitutes
Letting all vehicles through
Why doesn’t she have a voice?
Poor roads,
Even in rain, you accommodate all
In heat, you are accommodative of all
No rest for you?
Like a helpless beauty, you lie
As your beautiful flower is being flawed
By layers and layers of ungrateful tires
The washing bays mess you up
As others litter your gutters
Gutters you inhale from all the time
The sellers sit at your edges
As hawkers make you their walking ground
Animal droppings decorate you
While blood sometimes garnish your dirt
Drivers curse into your eardrums
As some spit on your face
Do you curse your maker?
Don’t you feel even a little sad?
Am I the only one seeing your suffering?
Somehow it saddens me
How you are exactly like Africa
The beautiful Africa with known children
Like Ghana, Nigeria, Angola, Togo,
South Africa, and many good others
Whose heads are ridden through like
Vehicles ride through you
But you are eternally hopeless
I pray the spark of hope in Africa
Shines to light her being
Being like you is an endless suicide
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
Love this!
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Thanks Marissa.
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I might not look at our highways the same for at least a week. It’s a good thing because this poem was so great! Thank you for it 🙂
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And thank you for reading it. Blessings to you.
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Highways, byways, roads and streets are the arteries and veins of Africa and America.
Ghanaian President Kwame Nkrumah remarks on the rebirth of Africa
http://open.salon.com/blog/almariam/2013/05/26/ethiopia_shall_rise
There is a scripture in the Bible that says the Children of Eithiopia (Africa) will rise again. I believe all Africans whether in Africa, America or the Caribbean will rise up to take their rightful places and once again reign as Kings and Queens.
http://www.openbible.info/topics/ethiopia
The Queen of the South is the Queen of Sheba who visited Solomon and legend has it had a son Menelik by him.
Matthew 12:42 King James Version (KJV)
42 The queen of the south shall rise up in the judgment with this generation, and shall condemn it: for she came from the uttermost parts of the earth to hear the wisdom of Solomon; and, behold, a greater than Solomon is here.
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Hear the words of the sage. Blessings.
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Great poem mum C.
Conversely, it sadden me that Africa is like the road- a helpless prostitute.
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Saddens me too. Thanks for passing by and blessings.
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love this piece!!
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Thanks Don. Blessings.
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