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AFRICA

Plagued with an unimaginable measure of beauty
She sits somewhere between the Indian and the Atlantic
Her history boasts of nothing but debauched slavery
Having served leaders who were very autocratic
 
She boasts of a vast expanse of unexploited vegetation
An even greater magnitude of untapped mineral resources
Yet her people reside in abject deprivation
As they look beyond their motherland to external sources
 
Famine, drought and diseases are her nemesis
Her leaders never seem to be sensitive to her plight
Amassing wealth for themselves and families
Ignoring the very reason for their current might
 
Oh Africa my motherland
Bursting with glory and heavenly blessings
May the good Lord stretch forth His hand
To bless thee with leaders worthy of your consecrations

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  1. Date: 1/24/2012 6:03:00 PM

    oh yeah! This is the prayer she needs. You have expounded well on the beauty history and the tragedy of a seemingly never ending plight. very well done and thank you for your comment, Felix.

  1. Date: 1/24/2012 8:25:00 AM

    A moving and well-described plea...very good work.