Africa's Joy by Yolanda Nicholsen
i'm brown in my color
i'm free in my mind
my spirit soars
my laughter roars
i'm not a ghost i'm the host
this is my fury
it taste of sweet curry
my stars are all in place
my head is pointed at the sun
i know i'm free to run
the joy of africa indeed
the sweet beginning of my colored seed
strong proud and beautiful i'll grow
the sun will shine the moon will glow
my heart feels like a child with toy
i know who i am and that's africa's joy
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2011
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