From the mouth of asmara
To the ears of praia
I see a soul
From the desert of tunis
To the flats earth of cape town
I see a soul clinging to the skin of africa
From the tombs of cairo
To the ports of abuja
I feel a soul
From the grains of rabat
To the giant isle of antanarivo
I feel a soul clutched to the skin of africa
From the stem of kilmanjaro
To the gentle rains of victoria falls
I hear a soul
From the shores of tripoli
To the jungles of congo
I hear a soul whaling in skin of africa
From the dusk of bamako
To the sweats of bujumbura
I smell a soul
From the huts of khartoum
To the hives of mogadishu
I smell a soul yelling in the skins of africa
From the ocean waves of freetown
To the birds chimes of nairobi
I touch a soul
From the thunder grumbling of monrovia
To the bloody smiles of kigali
I touch a soul rooting from the skins of africa
Africa has a soul
Africa my country, has a soul
bloody, smiling, crying soul
This is such a beautiful poem. The imagery is wonderful. Bien!
A poem of sweeping scope. Great Africa indeed: the very cradle of the human race (some 200,000 years ago or more) !
thanks Anzelyne, makhakul, moto....for your inspiring comments. they are making me. we shall get there some day...
Amazing poem, well structured the Message is intense keep writing.
I see a soul, Africa has a soul. Impressive patriotic poem.
Wow Im speechless. This is so amazing. The flow of your words, the style of your poem and the message on it are just great.
thank you friends for your comments. honestly, I have only read few of your works they prove far greater compared to mine.... you are making me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your patriotic cries, for your beloved Africa, echo through the miles and land upon my heart, here, on Long Island, New York, USA....you chart a map of the skin of Africa with a purposeful pen, and the picture comes to life! Well done, excellent write. PEACE