Poetry

SAME SKIN, MANY COLOURS By Olaniyi Abdulwaheed

Written by Editor

The land with onion of diverse toga

The land, the vulture, the home, the fertility

The country, the wealth, the nation, the penury

The man is mean, the means, the smiles

The multitude of tongues

The unity of the race

Come the federation, unite the Africa

 

Africa,

The sun that rises with single light,

But glows with many rays,

The mother of one,

Speaking with single mouth

Sounding with countless tongues

 

I remember the black tree planted

At the centre of the land

Growing with wide boughs across the earth

With its stems, sitting calmly

On the throne of roots

 

But,

If twice the death and twice the life

Twice my life, my soul

To soar in Africa.

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.