The Land of My Fathers
By Cherbo Geeplay
Africa, this sun drenched bliss,
come to Botswana and see the
terrific translucent creeks of
Okavango Delta, as it blends
with the sun rays and glistened.
Let the unmistaken eyes catch
the stretched neck zebra, graceful
---game in the name of Africa. Its
beautiful furs decorated in broad
strokes, rising in circular waves,
from head, to hind. Now feast your
eyes on the herd of elephants and
the desert radiant landscape of
the Savute --- Africa, oh Africa!
The motherland ever so enchanting;
the beautiful safari, and her handsome
subtropical wasteland, home to the Kalahari.
Then the overstretched sandy, salient
Desert, as she greets the Tourag of Mali.
Supple as their camels, nomads
and traders of the Sahara.
The colossal evergreen forest,
wildlife, and plateaus of Liberia.
From palm to palm, crystal clear
beaches along the Atlantic, vista.
Thrilling oasis of waters from
the Congo to Lake Victoria.
The land of my Fathers and its
stunning rapture---Africa, oh Africa.
Let me glean with naked eyes the
loveliness of the Table Mountains
in Cape Town, and live in Soweto
for a day, a borough of feisty warriors.
To stomp my feet as they do when
they dance and protest unreservedly.
In the land of the quiet giant, who took
on and beat Robin Island with glee,
then crushed it to dust in one palm.
Spectacular chronicle for generations.
The land of the Pharos,
The beautiful---Africa oh, Africa!
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My most widely published poem
Adelaide Literary Magazine 2018, NY
Blue Lake Review Literary, 2018, NY
Breaking the Silence Anthology, 2023 Nebraska press
NB: This Poem was previously published under the title: AFRICA
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Cherbo Geeplay
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