To the Mother of the Dark Amazons

oh, ever-young face in dazzling smiles ah, golden mother of potent nigers thine lads are swimming in new rivers yea, mother of the dark amazons thine maidens are dancing by the forests there the lions lie down calm & toothless beside the indulgence of forceful goats the leopards are full-fury of pensive looks their snail-moves & failing temperaments ah, golden mother of potent nigers sweep, not, mother - niger’s not at ease?