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Jan 2015
I live a life of full stress and pain
I live a life with nothing to gain.
From poverty I feed
From diseases I bleed.
This is the life I live.
as  an African boy.

I'm a African boy
I’m a goat herder,
I’m a farmer
I plant seeds and watch the grow,
And in the fall, I reap what I sow.

Feeding the animals every day
And giving the cows plenty of hay,
Ensure the hens get plenty of seeds.
And others get what they need.

I’m an African boy.

Life in African can be little rough
But I survive from being tough.
Rewards may not seem great,
But the Lord provides if I wait.

Over the years never seem to lack,
Nourishment or clothes on my back;
I appreciate all I get
But God is the one that bless.

I’m an African boy.
Abeneri Djumapili
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Abeneri Djumapili  gold coast
(gold coast)   
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