Africa
Dark and dangerous
Mysterious and sad
I watch the sun set
through the branches
of a Mopani tree
An endless plain of rolling hills
Beautiful and ominous
Your history devastating
yet fascinating
Africa
A jewel so rich and authentic
yet poverty reveals
your cruelty
Your deserts unforgiving
where bleached bones of an antelope
contrasts sharply against golden sands
Africa
Your beaches
leave me breathless
Where many a traveler
stares in awe
Your beauty wild
Your truth so raw
Your forests
where morning mists hide
the secrets from a bloody past
Your rivers
whispering and gurgling
in voices of your ancestors
Carrying with it the tears we shed
about what once we lost
about the dead
Africa
This is my home
Where beauty and danger walks hand in hand
A country nobody will understand
Your wild abandon your diversity
There is no place better than this for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very sublime and well penned.