Song of Africa

AFRICA HAS HOPE 
FOR IT WILL COPE
NO MATTER THE WORST
 NO MATTER THE FROST-

GOOG GOD WILL SOON JUDGE,
SO WE SHOULD NOT RUSH
AGAINST INTRUDERS
DANGEROUS KILLERS-

OUR AFRICA BLEEDS
WHERE EVERYTHING MEETS
AS HEART OF THE EARTH,
BUT LAND OF THE DEAD-

WE SHALL HOLD THE ROPE
THAT OF OUR GREAT HOPE,
WAITING FOR OUR LORD
BECAUSE ALL IS HOT-
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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