Africa The Song On My Lips Poem by Harry Biosah

Africa my mother and father land,
You are the song on my lips
You are the rhythm in my dance
The land of the Serengeti
Where Lions and the Massai
Inter-mingle and coexist freely
I salute you!

Africa my Africa
You are the smile on my face
You are the joy in my heart
The home of Victoria falls and the Kilimanjaro,
Cradle of life,
I salute you!

Africa my Africa
You are the oxygen I inhale
The love of my life
You are the window of my heart;
Through which I see the world
And the world sees me
Without you I have no foundation;
I become like a tree without roots
The land of Zanzibar and Mambila Virgin land
I salute you!

Africa my Africa
Cradle of civilization
The land of many rivers, lakes and mountains;
The land of men with grey hairs
And women with hearts of gold,
I salute you!

Africa my Africa
The land of endless sunshine and moonlight
Where nature never goes to sleep,
My fate is in you
My inclination unflinchingly and defiantly tells me
That the beautiful ones will be born tomorrow
Africa my Africa
The song on my lips,
I salute you!