My name is Mariatu Kamara
My home was Sierra Leone
The rebellious man go
To my village and cut my hands off
The first thing I could do by myself was eat a mango
I found out that Salieu gave me a baby, and that evil man go
Away before my son died of malnutrition; my son didn't get to eat mango
Everyday I went begging with my family in Freetown
My life began to improve and grow just like a mango
I was moved to Canada, a place far from the mango
I realized the importance of the mango
No matter how bad life is, all you need is hope and you will survive.
Citation for African Poetry style:
"African Literature -- Britannica Online Encyclopedia." Encyclopedia - Britannica Online Encyclopedia. Web. 26 May 2011.