TOLU'S DIARY

TUESDAYS 10AM

Dear diary,
I know you've missed me
I'm back to serve you better
Just as my black ink looks great on this diary,
I want to tell you black is beautiful
Motherland Africa is a beauty to behold
My black skin never deteriorate
I can turn my black to white
Whites can't try that, the effect is termed ' Cidal '
From Naija to Nairobi,
We are blessed with wildlife which made life wide
Depth of black in its bitumen...we have our colour from Agbabu
Sun so in love with our continent,
Out of it's furnace made the strongest
Alas! The 'white limo' comes with black tyres
Hmmm...it's certainly imperfect without the black
In the pack of cards 🃏 the king is inscribed with black
Black panther.. 🙅 yet in long distance races we don't pant
On the runway the skinny black model stands out
In love with this colour black,
We all hail ' Madiba lives forever '
I'm proud to be an African,
I'm made of black,
21st on my diary is my birthday,
You are advised to come in black Benz
See you later folks,
This episode ends with the black dot.
Fasuyi Tolulope Samuel is a budding poet and novelist. He has featured in two ebook publications; Woman vs Man: A cultural difference and 'A woman's pot, a man's stomach': A collection of poem on delicacies both by Sandra T. Adeyeye. He has a B.Sc Hons in Microbiology from Adekunle Ajasin university, Akungba-Akoko Ondo state. A lover of artwork, music and football. Tolu hails from Akure in Ondo state. The single Youngman is interested in taking Africa to the world with his style of writing.

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