Those good old days
Where laughter filled the village
As ullulations became our norm
A boy.... A girl
With our vitenges hunging loose
Around our waist we danced
To our African rythym
Those where the days
We took fresh meals
Straight from the garden
Fresh meat from cows, goats, chicken etc...
Am so in love with my culture
A tale I only hear from my grandma
Let's embrace our traditions
©ray-cpal
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