WeAreComing

Smell the coffee
Take a sip
And get to know me,
Get to Know an African
Get to know us.

The nation-
That has been beaten,
******
down
To the ground
And left alone to drown
Deep in the feet's
Of Poverty.
We are the generation
Birth after slavery
After we infused
Our hopes into a book.
Foolish right?
They sold
fairy tales to us
Like a perpetrator
In a savor's gown.
Africa Must Rise!
I shout with
A voice
Chained by the minds
Of the people I preach
Life to.
_
But soon they'll
Recall
The wealth
They one-time lost.
Through lost
Of their origin.