Africa's Soothing Bearing

AFRICA'S SOOTHING BEARING The manifest of my anger Is like a spontaneous outburst An insidious unravel of accumulated grief Patience tempted A marvel to my chagrin An itinerant tenant to my body A shadow of myself long nurtured Now hatched But your love is a panacea Your face an insignia of solemn peace that quenches the fiery beast of my fury Your coiffure is a cynosure of your belonging Your skin, oh what finesse Such blackness, a bold imprint of radiant Africa Oh, dear Ola What nostalgia you bring me With the stinging offer of your natural presence The majesty of your gentle lithe The fullness of your fleshy lips An aura drenched in jungle's cologne Those days the hunt was great And dinner promising Intercede dear messianic fellow As an atonement for our docility For seeing you does steady my angry nerves