Friday, August 14, 2009
Africa
  Africa    AFRICA   (for the African diaspora) africa come here, in Africa   Africa black soul   The soul of an ancient culture   the culture of shyness tribes.its Africa your voice heard   His voice talking about the battery   Beaded its true trumpet and drums   the metal gong of your town crier came to see the dance music   I have heard of his age troubadours   I have not heard of your swinging hips!   I have heard enough and have come to see   Africaafrica not dance for me to come here africa   Would your community do not show their   Timid tribes of your sweetened languages   the variety of languages from their virtuous Menafra, black soul africa   Tell me about your gods   Your gods of heaven and earth mother   their gods of mountains and rivers aboundshow your kings of Africa   Their former kings of the dynasty   the ancient dynasty of rusted spear and shield   Africa, I come here africaHEAVENLY invited GUESTheavenly   Heralding thunderously   In its wake   Pelting on men   And the gods   Assemble itself   Drop by drop.as streams flow   Happening on the slopes abound   Down   Is the going rate --   After all the angles   Cutting his own road   Along our farm. together with its pits   We   With tears of joy   Naked   Dance   Played   By mounds of wet earth   Splash   Little by usseasonally guest   That have developed --   Long,   Breathing,   We are you   In usCONCEPTIONMy father   Seeds   I met   millions of people around the waters swarm eggling   In search of it, that the ports   And morphed into the choice of fluid   ... racing life began conceptiondear mother   Stumbled days in months   Egglings, to protect me from your womb   And liquids that are formed in   Wrapped up in you, soul and body;   Eating and sucking all day   ... This is the realization of me ... DETENTIONdistanced not sit   Word   Masked, our life has become a   Volume of the race of thoughts   Troubled mind   Ideas,   Morphed into   Flux implied in our midst ...   Had said that the volumes   Or by mouth or scribble   Our sources of dry   Which affected the mind;   Sharing of thoughts and activated   ... You may need the seal or in captivity   We have seen a shaken mindDRAUGHTtensed   As our fathers before us,   We saw the dawn sky in nitrites   Another day has arrived   with him, I hope lingerswe as crops, where   As herds of tame the river beds   Cracks were everywhere   And the sun   severely bued the sky as seen refuse uswe   to decrease their tears and help our thirst Parking   The camp was broken in pieces!   Threatening,   to welcome our bonesMANi seen weakening   Adoro   Praise   Envy   Habitat cult called Mani   Sanctified   Devote   Glorify   God, who created mani'm disappointed   Betrayed   Asco   Shocked   in the very nature of manpoems by chimes, UchennaChime Hilary, Hilary Uchenna worked as a creative artist in Lagos, Nigeria. He graduated as a painter in the Department of Fine Arts, Institute of Management and Technology, Enugu. A traditional artist at the center, which was gradually transformed into the world of digital art. It was formed as a developer of interactive multimedia, his works are illustrations of image, audio and video editing. He has worked extensively in various multimedia CD titles, which from time to time, and have their works in public and private collections.To his poetry is something natural, he believes that is an extension of his campaign and " ; painting ", which should be with the colors or words. Draw their subjects from their environment and the images of Igbo folklore. He is currently preparing a collection of his poems and stories, which expects to publish shortly. 
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