Sunday, 26 August 2012

Africa: Crammed with the dying lore

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I KNOW A WORLD
I know a world,
A wondrous world,
Sweet home of haunting songs
And rolling drums,
‘Tis  Africa.

I know a world,
A trampled world,
Partitioned and pawned
In centuries of greed
And still undone,
‘Tis Africa

I know a world,
A whispering world,
Crammed with the dying lore
Of ancient days,
‘Tis Africa

A waking world,
Arising now, and fresh
From age-long slumber,
Strong after rest,
‘Tis Africa.

                                                                                                            DEI ANANG


3 comments:

  1. love poems they inspire me a lot, I am the best in class

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  2. interesting poem please send more

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  3. Beautiful memories of times past. It was in our Montgomery new English course. I have not forgotten that nostalgic name "Dei Anang"

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