Mighty Victoria Falls,
The pride of African hearts,
The heroine of the battle,
She dances with the richest of tears.
In the midst of Zambia and Zimbabwe.
Thy voice shall never be silenced.
Though you crawl on a rock just to sing,
Your song to our ears.
The smoke that thunders.
Attraction to the westerners,
Eye of tourism, ear to the sound of thy waves.
Pleasant in nature,
Thy tears shall flow with a shining smile.
Falls shall abide by thy honor,
Sing praises unto thy name.
Sharpen every contradiction, then
The fools shall be laid in the devil pool.
Oh mighty be Victoria’s!
Your tears shall embrace our hearts with excitement.
Amos Momo Ngumbu Jr. writes from somewhere in Monrovia, Liberia. His works are forthcoming in Poetry Soup, Agape Review Journal and We Write Liberia website. He is also the author of the chapbook called ‘Africa Weep No More.” When this lad is not writing a poem, he finds comfort in graphic designing with his laptop as well as reading books.