African childMature

African child

Introspection can lead to self-improvement

so redeem yourselves from that mental penitentiary

and show your gratitude towards others for

we are the roses of this African soil

As night cease day and cherishes all treasured memories

be wary of your unpleasant smell of mendacity for

It pollutes yesterday's memories and slowly it

decays all hopes for tomorrow

African child

The End

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