We played in the rain
Males and females unclothed
Neither shame nor pride encroached
Like a suckling whelp and blissful raccoons
We fought and played in the fields
Built mansions in the sand
Named ourselves mama and papa
A play that ended with happiness ever after
We rode the kites high in the sky
So were our dreams unifed
Some to be pilots, another a leader
At sunset, we waved goodbye
Nightfall;
We sat by the lantern
Listened to stories and tales
About how great our forefathers were
At a later time; we played ouwee
Chased girls and boys under the moonlight and glowing stars,
Sometimes, we went to war for our sisters
Threw orange dirt and water plastic at our enemies,
Retreating back with smiles and laughter
From a battle that was never lost nor won
Life was floruit at cradle, our success was found in our unity:
A story of every African child/this was us at the beginning of time.
Read – Paradise – A Poem by Fiske Iv Ivan, Liberia
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This is beautiful, great work Isiaka A. Kromah from
Liberia.