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One Africa

We were once victims altogether
Once slaves in our homeland
The struggle, we fought together
Fought against the unjust systems

Bright Madziva
My Country

South Africa the rainbow nation
So beautiful it's God's creation
Madiba fought for our freedom
South Africa is our Kingdom

Llewellyn Douglas
Jobson's Amen

"Blessed be the English and all their ways and works.
Cursed be the Infidels, Hereticks, and Turks!"
"Amen," quo' Jobson, "but where I used to lie
Was neither Candle, Bell nor Book to curse my brethren by,

Rudyard Kipling
Gone But Not Forgotten

They shall grow not old,
as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them,
nor the years condemn.

Kareem Azeez
The Bowl Of Contentment

Oh! Africa, You have baked me black
In the oven of your Sahara,
The attribute of resilience.


Dauda Tholley
Beyond The Complexion

Africa my dying land
Africa the field of blood
Africa the ignorant and blind
This mythical spiritual mantra

Senty De Poet
Be Wise

Be the man the nation needs,
Lead an example to the upcoming generation
Be the voice of the voiceless woman
instead of being the pain of the painless woman.

Palesa Molokomme


We're foot--slog--slog--slog--sloggin' over Africa --
Foot--foot--foot--foot--sloggin' over Africa --

Rudyard Kipling
Oh Lad Why

Oh lad why?
Steve Anc

My mind never stops querying

Steve Anc
Welcome Son

I welcome you my son on earth
More especially in this continent of Africa
In a village of which her people are only warm to foreigners
Feel free my son, I am here for you

Blessed-grant Rodi
Jumbo Jet

I saw a little elephant standing in my garden,
I said 'You don't belong in here', he said 'I beg you pardon?',
I said 'This place is England, what are you doing here?',
He said 'Ah, then I must be lost' and then 'Oh dear, oh dear'.

Spike Milligan

White founts falling in the courts of the sun,
And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;
There is laughter like the fountains in that face of all men feared,
It stirs the forest darkness, the darkness of his beard,

G. K. Chesterton
They Clapped

they clapped when we landed
thinking africa was just an extension
of the black world
they smiled as we taxied home to be met

Nikki Giovanni
No To Xenophobia

Michael Johnson once said " I don't fancy colors of the face, I'm always attracted to colors of the brain"

I understand we all have our differences.
But while learning about history

Mancoba Dludlu
A True Account Of Talking To The Sun On Fire Island

y! I've been
trying to wake you up for fifteen
minutes. Don't be so rude, you are
only the second poet I've ever chosen

Frank O'hara

Mist clogs the sunshine.
Smoky dwarf houses
Hem me round everywhere;
A vague dejection

Matthew Arnold
To Think Of Time

To think of time, of all that retrospection!
To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward!

Have you guess'd you yourself would not continue?

Walt Whitman

They took dead Cromwell from his grave,
And stuck his head on high;
The Merry Monarch and his men,
They laughed as they passed by

Henry Lawson
Notes For A Speech

African blues
does not know me. Their steps, in sands
of their own
land. A country

Amiri Baraka
Johnny Boer

Men fight all shapes and sizes as the racing horses run,
And no man knows his courage till he stands before a gun.
At mixed-up fighting, hand to hand, and clawing men about
They reckon Fuzzy-Wuzzy is the hottest fighter out.

Banjo Paterson
The Gathering Of The Brown-eyed

The brown eyes came from Asia, where all mystery is true,
Ere the masters of Soul Secrets dreamed of hazel, grey, and blue;
And the Brown Eyes came to Egypt, which is called the gypsiesâ?? home,
And the Brown Eyes went from Egypt and Jerusalem to Rome.

Henry Lawson
Salut Au Monde

O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman!
Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
Such join'd unended links, each hook'd to the next!
Each answering all--each sharing the earth with all.

Walt Whitman

Kyun Ziyaankar Banu, Sood Faramosh Rahoon?
Fikr-e-Farda Na Karoon, Mehw-e-Gham-e-Dosh Rahoon?
Naal-e-Bulbul Ke Sunoon Aur Hamatan Gosh Rahoon?
Hamnawa Main Bhi Koi Gul Hoon Ke Khamosh Rahoon?

Allama Muhammad Iqbal

A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before

The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales.


John Milton
South Africa

Lived a woman wonderful,
(May the Lord amend her!)
Neither simple, kind, nor true,
But her Pagan beauty drew

Rudyard Kipling
The Listener

Why, certainly. Let's listen to the cricket.
Oh, I'm quite keen. Test match, I understand.
At... What's that? Oh, Australia's at the wicket.
South Africa - a most intriguing land.

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Xvii: Astronomy

The Wain upon the northern steep
Descends and lifts away.
Oh I will sit me down and weep
For bones in Africa.

Alfred Edward Housman
The Dove

Within his office, smiling.
But all the screws of Birmingham
Were working in his brain.

Victor James Daley
Home Thoughts, From The Sea

Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away;
Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay;
Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay;
In the dimmest North-east distance dawned Gibraltar grand and grey;

Robert Browning

A thousand years of darkness in her face,
She turns at last from out the centurys' blight
Of labored moan and dull oppression's might,
To slowly mount the rugged path and trace

Joseph Seamon Cotter
England! The Time Is Come When Thou Should—st Wean

ENGLAND! the time is come when thou should'st wean
Thy heart from its emasculating food;
The truth should now be better understood;
Old things have been unsettled; we have seen

William Wordsworth

They talked of old campaigns, nineteen-fourteen
And Mons and watery Yser, nineteen-fifteen
And Neuve Chapelle, 'sixteen, 'seventeen, ‘eighteen
And after. And they grumbled, leaving home,

John Freeman
Elephants Are Different To Different People

Wilson and Pilcer and Snack stood before the zoo elephant.

Wilson said, 'What is its name? Is it from Asia or Africa? Who feeds
it? Is it a he or a she? How old is it? Do they have twins? How much does

Carl Sandburg
211th Chorus

The wheel of the quivering meat
Turns in the void expelling human beings,
Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nits,

Jack Kerouac

What is Africa to me:
Copper sun or scarlet sea,
Jungle star or jungle track,
Strong bronzed men, or regal black

Countee Cullen
To You

I love you as a sheriff searches for a walnut
That will solve a murder case unsolved for years
Because the murderer left it in the snow beside a window
Through which he saw her head, connecting with

Kenneth Koch
Song Of The Coffle Gang

This song is said to be sung by Slaves, as they are chained in gangs,
when parting from friends for the far off South-children taken from
parents, husbands from wives, and brothers from sisters.


Anonymous Americas

Homage to Kenneth Koch

If I were doing my Laundry I'd wash my dirty Iran

Allen Ginsberg
You, Andrew Marvell

And here face down beneath the sun
And here upon earth's noonward height
To feel the always coming on
The always rising of the night

Archibald Macleish
At Gibraltar


England, I stand on thy imperial ground,
Not all a stranger; as thy bugles blow,

George Edward Woodberry

As those of old drank mummia
To fire their limbs of lead,
Making dead kings from Africa
Stand pandar to their bed;

Rupert Brooke
The Pity Of It

I. In South Africa

Over the lonesome African plain
The stars look down, like eyes of the slain.

Katharine Lee Bates


Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass,
Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells,

Emma Lazarus
An Echo From Africa

Da ruction happen by Nicko's place
Las' week, in da deada da night.
Da copper he very near cop da case
Accounta da fish-shop fight

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
As I Walked Out One Evening

As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.

W. H. Auden
Hazel Blossoms

THE SUMMER warmth has left the sky,
The summer songs have died away;
And, withered, in the footpaths lie
The fallen leaves, but yesterday

John Greenleaf Whittier
Exhortation: Summer 1919

Through the pregnant universe rumbles life's terrific thunder,
And Earth's bowels quake with terror; strange and terrible storms break,
Lightning-torches flame the heavens, kindling souls of men, thereunder:
Africa! long ages sleeping, O my motherland, awake!

Claude Mckay
A Meditation

How often in the years that close,
When truce had stilled the sieging gun,
The soldiers, mounting on their works,
With mutual curious glance have run

Herman Melville

Hear the singing on the boats,
As they halt beside the pier!
Ah, those fresh Italian throats,
How they cheer!

John L. Stoddard
The Battle Of Shina, In Africa, Fought In 1800

King Shuac, the Giant of Mizra, war did declare
Against Ulva, King of Shina, telling him to prepare
And be ready for to meet him in the fight,
Which would commence the next morning before daylight.

William Topaz Mcgonagall