My African soul is crying out
Crying out to be nourish
Nourish with its own food
Food that is planted in its own soil
It cries out” what are you feeding me?”
Feed me Amadumbe and Ifino
My roots cry out to be watered
Not with chemical water
With water of the African rivers
"Quench my thirst with Amahewu and
Amarul"
My hair is crying out
Crying out to be left alone
My hair screams!!!!!What are all this
chemicals?
"Why are you burning me?"
"Are you trying to kill my strong black strength"
"Why are you using glue on me???"
"Am I shoes?"
I cry out!!!
Feed me with my own
Nature me with my own
Spoil me with my own
Write songs for my soul
Please me by talking to me in my own
language
Touch my heart by pleasing not my body but
my soul
I want
to be Kissed by the African Sun"
Mother Africaby BenHeine
xoxo
Samke
Sugar&Spices
My African Queen though, my soul cries out indeed and wants to be nurtured by it true African soil.
ReplyDeleteIndeed Ayanda.....As we move with the modern times, let's not forget that we are The Children Of The Soil and we should take Pride in who we are.
DeleteThank you my cupcake for your Love and Support
x0x0
Samke
Sugar&Spices