Gloria Seseng

(1977 November 18 / NW South Africa)

Africa a birth place...


Africa is a birth place of natural art
It is a place of tradition
It is a place where Dawn!
Every time the night had tacks it in!
Still- Pops out, to see what meets the universe
From our valued landscape!
To a formation of movement,
that opens the valley-
of our future hopes and dreams-
to nurture our foreign guests!
In their return,
a grant of little man-made shrug
To make them feel happy
like innocent children laughter!
‘A genuine home of true love’
Our ancestor’s path taught us
To always be, dressed in a friendly coat!
of an atmosphere, that welcomes
the ears of the universe!

Submitted: Sunday, December 12, 2010
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