African Good Read

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, 

The rain clouds gathered too soon, 

Enjoying daddy daughter downtime, 

It wasn't poetry, just a book, a rhyme.

Nala's book had animal faces, 

My book took me to different places, 

It had half face of a lion, a black man,
A black man that always had a plan. 

Africa carries a drumbeat of wisdom, 

A lion, a warrior, head of the kingdom,

The heart of Africa, hearts of leaders, 

Noble as her people, great readers. 

Elephants the largest jungle followers, 

Lions challenging as African warriors, 

People who faced guns with a spear, 

Fought and won wars with no fear. 

Learning more about African roots,  

Mother Africa had us to institute, 

As for me, knowledge is my friend, 

As for now, this poem has to end. 

African Good Read