You had a face
Africa it was face
It glittered a star to behold
A beaming joly it was your face.
Africa tell me papa
Your lively face was eaten up
Your lovely embers papa
Your lovely treasure papa.
Africa whose bossom
Africa whose tits
Africa whose manhood
Africa what made these a flash!
Your laugher has dried
Your joys reserviors are empty
Your drums no more one night
Your face of mirrors gone by.
Charles Jagongo Ogola
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/face-africa/
