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What have we done?
Our night has become restless
Roasted bodies and burnt homes
The forest has become our shelter
Our mind is restless
Afraid to be attacked
By the jungle king

What have we done?
To deserve this hardship
Now we have become the prey
Afraid of the predator
Who are dwelling to infused their vemon in us.

The poem I dedicate it to all Africans who are facing hardship we should all be strong to fight the demons around us.

My love for you all is unlimited 😘❤️💖💖😘

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