Let Not My African Child Cry

I still recall the childhood plays in some African days
Where de sun play with the children
Moon sings with us at night
Tales at the door of moonlight
Said by old of wise
Days I see no more
My ears don't hear of them in the open fields again
And streets lay lonely
Different songs I hear now
Dis I say now
Let laughter fill their cups again
Let not my African child cry


Calling the worlds ears
Where the child lay?
I know songs of the ancestors
That the children danced to
I wish to hear them again
Calling the sparkling sun
Where he lay?
I know stories of his
When he shown in days of jubilation
I wish to see them again
I still call the world's ears
Let not my African child cry

I know about the wars
How they send trembling sound to their ears
Man of earth
Why not say nay
To guns and sounds of wars
That left the children in fear and tears
What song would they wake to sing?
Songs of wars?
Chant of peace wish?
No...Now am saying
Let not my African child cry


I know of the days
Where their songs clap with the thunders
The darkened sky breaths rhythms of hopes
African breeze that tolls with freedom cry
They glare and stare now
In this lost evenings
What days has it to come
They cry
I hear their plead
Calling on nations
Cry no more African child
Let them cry no more

by Julius Saidu

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Comments (2)

Moon sings with us at night Tales at the door of moonlight Different songs I hear now I still call the world's ears Let not my African child cry.. Wars, atrocities, cruelty lack of freedom, exploitation Allow not my african child to cry. A very emotional but factual poem revealing so much about the african situation. Love your determination, your desire, your cry for a better world. Thank you for this poem dear poet. tony
A great start with a nice poem, Julius. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks