5years and a couple thousand miles a away,
Africa the continent for which my heartbeats.
Like lover's separated by misunderstanding,
I'l see you soon,
But not too soon.
When we mature, when we forgive,
When we forget, what we both did,
When we transcend unholy deeds,
I'll see you then and only then.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem