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Feminine and strong…

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I love my Africa, still…

Africa, my Africa! I love my continent still!
Plagued by insurgency in the East, uprising in the North, terror in the West, rebellion in the south,
I love my Africa, still!
Africa, the land of my birth, but a continent I have grown weary of in my "wisdom years",
Was no haven in my tots, but to that I was oblivion,
For those years still remain memories to cherish,
I hiked to school without worry,
Wandered in my innocence without caution,
And hopped about playfully with the innocence known only by a child,
If I had to be anywhere by road, I longed for such thrill
To see places I could not frequent, looking through the windows delightfully
Those days,having a loved one afar meant no disaffection
You would long for such reunion
And in my case as it were
It was so much more fun than a child could have wished for
A three-day ride from Zaria in Kaduna
To the famous Iddo market in Lagos
Was a thrill compared to nothing
And all these have remained but a memory
A reminder of "the good old days"…