Behold Africa
Wet eyes! while questions follow, the melancholy?
Does it really matters or better said who cares?
The lonely road I go in search of loyalty, give me a home
In Desperation I stood up to be heard, identity i crave
Why the hatred why the ignorance, cannot wipe no-more
Longing to be saved hopeless may i never become
Oh Thee who created man from a thick clot of Blood
Rescue my sinking Soul, free me from immoralities
Tis my dream to heal from emotional pain despite everything
I am a believer, I am Africa world of its own, tied to culture
Beautifully representative of nature, I am Africa
Never take me for granted, stand your ground my child
who are you? own yours.
I am Africa.
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