She sends the Nile miles,
Because she’s a source of voyage,
Covered with green; have a look for awhile!
On a high ground, here’s the African image.
From the Lakes all around
The breeze touches the surrounds,
Rain falls and the Lilies shines
A home she is, for the great beards.
She’s a great woman with a tough personality,
She shades blood during elections,
But still rise to her originality,
She’s great among nations.
How I wish her men to be strong,
And stand firm against dictatorship,
But some kids are hard to straighten they just follow others like ship,
And that’s when they go wrong.
Encouraging no peace they do,
Forcing the street to fall in chaos
Destroy the good heart of hers
Leaving her no choice but to cry a lot.
I hope her tears not end in vein,
One day at time to come,
I want her pain to stop the rain,
And peace within her soul reign.
Ⓜ️akaveli
Creativity writing/poetry 