Afrikaanse Drome Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken
Afrikaanse Drome
Onder die helder blou lug
waar die son in goud skyn,
strek die berge hul arms uit
en die riviere fluister sag.
In die veld, waar wildloop
en die geur van die aarde waak,
is 'n dans van kleur en lewe
'n hartklop wat nooit stil word.
Mense saam, hand in hand
met stories van hoop en drome,
die gees van Ubuntu
bind ons in ons soeke na die lig.
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