Woes of Africa, Stanza Seven, Their Craftiness
But when we start to think and behave like them,
they find sophisticated web of spiders to tie us to their apron strings.
Despite they play along with us, their mind-hearts are not for our floating corks of hope.
They recruit our future and vision with their cunning means and infiltrate our spring of life,
even infants and unborn in our mothers'wombs have been sucked from their placenta and nutrition saps.
Expecting more from this poem, on Africa and the world, our liberation is our knowledge of loosing the hindrance.
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