In accord we live, in the face of vicissitude, we prevail
This is our rhapsody of optimism for a people
Whose reality they presume a burst-up.
Their rather passé summation; our motivation for more belief in us.
We are still what they mean by cohesion is robustness,
And we know it, our soundness clearly remains
We never call it a day on our own
Our people, the true definition of amour-propre on oneself
A delight on each other never shown
The catalyst of their uncertainty,
That our fellow feelings appear unbecoming.
This, a libel whose origins is unknown
Unassociated with what we call our own eerie amalgamation.
The lives here are an assessment of true resilience,
The sons around us a strength of will that never stirs,
With our daughters being conquerors despite unequal playing fields,
Our shared universal kinsman-ship remains our greatest consolidate.
What is life but a shared existence,
What is progress but an upshot of oneness.
This is our home , a true portrayal of a land whose only recourse is cooperation.
An edification towards achieving this being prerequisite for our own imperative future
This is a rant for a motherland whose soul remains true COMARADERIE
This poem was published in the 5th Issue of PoeticAfrica magazine.
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