Run Run Africans

Run Run Africans
The world want doesn't rate Africans
Ashanti are up there screaming
They said, Africans we are

Run run Africans
The ruling kings are the underworld
The desert spits and it undertakes
The European man is harsh and fake
He preaches love so as to possess your lands

Run Run Africans
We aren't there in the heaven's skype
We don't want them to keep up the hype
This people are hurting our types
And they want our very end this time

Run Run Afrians
Where the moonlight collides
In the scenery of greenlights
Where hope is shattered to sunlights
And our only lights doesn't shine brights

Run Run Africans
A Nation where slavery was traded
For pain, suffering and greed it lasted
Our Ancestors foughts in tougues and died
Africans strength and unity got sold
Run Run African, A slave can't love his/her masters twice.

Chidiebere Okoroji
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/01/2021

Poet's note: Run Run Afrians is about how African's love for those who killed them, enslaved them, and made them nothing yet they run to them, embrace them, and love them. The colonial mindsets that the Europeans are their saviour when in reality everyone is trying to survive the world. Africans needs to walk up and live their lives, the world has gone beyond aide. Poetry Collections: Cry Young Nations was published 2021.
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