It is for a short time!

Is it because of our colour or our state of mind?Where have you been?Where are the intellectuals on the African Continent?We are far behind and,Where lies our future?Many things are misplaced inour mist,But we have hopes to make it one day;Oh technology, Mother Africa cries for you.

And the clouds are thick with moisture;But my love to you will never die.

But many minds will lay low to think.Being one of his father’s children among the four wives and,A vision came to him to achieve the best of life with dreams;Right from the beginning of things to fulfil his ambitions and,As the right person to stand for the U.S. Presidential race.Care was given to him from…

For her love was like an unusual circumstance.

So rejoice in life to keep your mind going,And be like the very muse around you.The earth often drinks the rain that comes upon it,And our labour is not just for one day;But forever till we end up in the grave and,The last shall be first.

And she wants my news to publish her newspaper,So i have to watch my steps in my own house,Because she knows what she wants from me!I am ready with my sweet muse but,I have to watch out for this paparrazzo around!Because this world is full of them,And i have to know how to play my…