Silhouette of Green, red and yellow overlapped is the star of yellow,
Millions are united from diverse tribes,
Talented souls all around the land,
Hearts are crossed to be patriotic to this land.
Don’t tell me I am “CAMERONIAN”, I am valued more than that,
Tell me that I am “CAMEROON”, living in a world of words in my fatherland.
Don’t preach religion, don’t teach us torture,
Preach freedom, give us culture.
Tilt your stance, think beyond the ‘can’
Don’t see insurgency, don’t see corruption,
Envision democracy, belief in this nation.
Creative intelligence flow in our veins,
Dark glittering ebony skins,
Void of marring envy, indeed, a realm of loving hearts.
Democracy depicts our legacy,
Struggle and tussle gives us the audacity,
Tailored with diverse tongues,
Blazing mammoths’ cultures,
Haven of skills and crafty veterans,
Coal-like in colour, Proud-like in honour.
Home of vibrancy
Our resources are plentiful,
Our cultures are meaningful,
Our meals, ever-delightful.
This Poem was published in the May 2022 edition of the WSA magazine. Please click here to download.
Read – Beloved Home – A Poem by Bismark Kimbi, Cameroon
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