Saturday, 15 October 2011


If on the way I flounder
My being goes to Mother Africa so fonder
The mother to my plea hastens
And to my cries, she listens

Mother Africa so tender is black
So gentle, making me happy with no attack
Caring with immense love
Seeming to come with no bitterness from above

My life's been so dull for a time so long
Going after nothing as my own
Mother Africa now fills me softly deep inside
Freeing me from emptiness, gloom and pride

It's time for me to embrace Mother Africa so dear
To cling to her ever so near
Loving her so true, never to ignore
My feelings for her are stronger than ever before

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