Our beloved, fabulous fatherland;
Land of glory, Africa in miniature,
In my beloved country, for all we stand,
Land of hospitality, everything we nurture.
Our cosy home is incomparably rich
But our treasures, the heads mishandle
But our torn tatters, we can still stitch
Skilfully and handle our heavy hurdle.
In our motherland, youths are glorious
Though, sifted chaff from grains of leaders
They are ever grievous and industrious,
Always steady and ready to be partners.
Our inner squabbles make us smell
For we are tainted with a callous strife
Yet the outer manipulation is the spell,
On our seat-tight folks, but we shall thrive.
We’re blissful we belong to the Cameroons,
Some of our drones and queen are morons,
Yet, despite our enviable diversity,
Our force, which we cherish, is unity.
This Poem was published in the May 2022 edition of the WSA magazine. Please click here to download.
Read – Cameroon – A Poem by Halla Immaculate, Tanzania
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