Question

Black badge of africa what did the poet learnt to love​

Answer 1

Answer:

I was born with the scent

of wild flowers in the air,

the smell of wood-fires,

and the cooking pot.

I was born to be proud

of the black badge

of my skin.

My first tears flowed

from the sting of smoke,

from the pain of the thorns,

in my naked, small feet.

How i hated, at first,

the long hours, herding cattle,

but i loved the hills,

and the river-when it gave me fish!

I learned to listen

to the songs of birds,

to watch the colours,

of dawn and sunset.

I learned to love

the land that gave me

my own black badge,

the black badge of Africa