Creation

 

A country fertile and filled with hue, 

Mother Africa I bring to you 

A tale of the Akan.  

Deep within our mother Earth there once was a sacred birth, 

Seven men, five women, a Leopard and dog 

Crawled into a new world filled with fog. 

Adu the first of man understood the world, 

And its wonder and was one of a few  

To stare without blunder.  

With the hands of magic, he gave them power 

How tragic it would be, him killed by a simple old tree. 

7 men, five women a leopard and a dog crawled back,  

With grins on their chins the southern wind blew grim.  

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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