[tabby title="Poem"] Africa, my home My pride My kingdom Land of my roots Place of heart My home where i feel save Where my life started In the crip Till i close my eyes And went to my grave Africa...

[tabby title="Poem"] Love Went down to a hill Beaten, bleeding and still To stand in the gap For me To be free He didn't think about Himself With me on His mind Me A sinner Unruly and unkind Love Was...

[tabby title="Poem"] Who am i? I am me Beautiful unique Only blue print Original copy, You see? Need no one To complete me Love my mirror image Hug myself day by day Play my role well On the life stage...