My Sister-in-Law, at African Rains, has a great poem written by an African. Here is an exerpt:
I am an AFRICAN:
I know what puzzle means
I know how to be confused.
I know how to go hungry
I know how to protest.
I know how to give a beautiful smile in the midst of pain;
I know how to fight;
I know how to be quiet;
I know how to be noisy for a purpose;
I know how to hurt;
I know how to bear hurt;
I know how to forgive;
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Read the full poem here.
July 4, 2005 at 9:44 am
pretty sweet poem. there’s a lot of truth in those words
July 21, 2005 at 2:08 am
thanks for the link, nice poem.