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Alone I stand on foreign land,
My home is here, my heart not true,
Oh ! Africa, your soul I crave.
Through destiny, my pathway ‘s made,
Where eagles rest on mountain peaks,
My youth is back to heights I seek,
with winds that howl to oceans roar,
I found my place at nature’s door
Oh Africa ! my sacred place,
I share your love of open space,
My star of hope, it rises there,
My home my country’s life I share
Savannas health that rivers bring
In habitat of the lion king
©Copyright M..A. Bell
Copyright © Michael Bell | Year Posted 2017