MACÉDOINE [Poetry]

QUEEN OF BLACKS

Covered in brown and black colours,
Strength and bravery,she honours,
In pure beauty she blooms,
Shimmering like a gold in the midst of silvers,

With a soul of green gardens and culture
Her seeds in harmony,she natures,
In persistency and hardworking,they mature,
Happiness is all you see in their pure, white eyes,
Discolouring the melanin with the brightest smile ever.
A home of love,peace and unity,
With pride embracing humanity.

Without darkness,she got injured;
Weak in education,
Human rights depletion,
Poor environmental services and nutrition.

But mother is hope itself,
Grooming new seeds with greatness,Hope and love,
To heal her wounded parts and garden her jewels and heart,
All she needs are hardworking,consistent and dedicating seeds,
That'll bloom and grow into great trees and her pride,
And breed generations of colorful flowers with joy,
She's the mother of mothers,
Goddess of love,
Queen of blacks,
AFRICA; our home.

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