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This is Africa, My Friend

This is Africa, My Friend

Some wore an amulet for war.
And priced the world, for a foil.
The latter day dyed its wings,
From the night, of yesteryear.
Lads, wore waist beads,
Prepare from juju pot by Dibia,
Or a juju bag, from the darkest region.
The eyes beheld, beyond the sea.
The voice, birthed by the gods
Resting bodies in a tomb for days.
A bath, in a graveyard, by younglings.
Maybe, a white ram, black ram,
And cowries with human eyes,
Dry or fresh human head,
And candle wax, for a ogwuego.
Oke eti and Awele, yearn for virgin blood,
The eyes of the god speak.
The Dibia prepares them with an olufa.
Boys, now a days, say,
Does your God?
With the praised Lord, tone stay heard you.
Your eyes are dark, to see the truth.
Show me your prophet.
And I will show you, his source of power.
And the room, where he remembered you in prayer.
There is no one who does it better,
Than Dibia, Ezenwanyi, or Babawolo.
This is Africa, my friend.
Be wise,
This is Africa, my friend.

Be wise, boys
Good things, are hard to be seen.
They don't come that easy.
There are times,
Of mockery, insults, and pain.
There are tears,
Of trial, temptation, and failure.
For men, who were consistent and resilient,
For men, who yearn for the spirit of God.
Who, trust Jesus Christ,
Shall be triumphant in the end.

For those who believe that Babawolo is God,
Start to sleep on the dumb site in few years.
Eat their own feces,
And wine their urine.

For those who believe that Christ is God,
And work towards their dream with patience,
And perseverance
Enjoy the brightest day ahead.

Bennie S Alan

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