Africa my land
Land of the condemned
Your mountains are the measures of your strife
Your rivers are the measures of your tears
Your soil is the measure of your pride
Africa my land
Land of trials and tribulations
Your wisdom has raised foreign nations and instilled hope to the desolate
Your African sun still shines jubilantly, lighting your beauty and humility
Your scars are hidden in your valleys and streams
Africa my land
Land of conquerors and warriors
With cracked feet you continue to stand
Like Sirius you shine against all odds
exonerate your fears and continue to strive
Africa my land
Land of hope and victory
Beat the drum and call your children to rejoice in your might and strength
Let your wounds mark the battles you've won
Let your beauty mark the beginning of a great journey, but not the end
Brilliant write! Your scars are hidden in your valleys and streams ... Beat the drums and call your children to rejoice in your might and strength! 10++
This is a brilliant piece with depth of feeling. Thank you o poetess.👌
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a really, really good piece of literature, with simple words you evoke complex thoughts and emotions, one of the best poems I have ever read on a site like this, first class literature from a talented poet.