THE AFRICAN CHILD

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 The African child,
Is one who survives all odds,
One who endures all pains,
And struggles while growing up.

The African child,
One whose life is neither
A bed of roses,
Nor a pillow of thongs.
One who swims through
Ocean of troubles

The African child is a survivor.
I am an African.

#l love my roots
#African writer series

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