I pay great homage to my Africa
The continent of a million cultures
Roots of the Dreadlocks of Jamaica
Jambo Africa, land of the vultures
Akwaba to the Eden of Black people
Ancient Africa mother of humanity
The world feeds at your diseased table
Built on top of King Pharaoh's tomb
Oh Africa, custodian of nature's bounty
Blessed is thy beautiful dark womb
Lined with fertil dark mineral soil
Eternal volt of the Ashanti gold
Adorned in gems, smeared with oil
Yet not half of your story have been told
Volcanos fuels silently off your gas
Land of Akana, guidance of the sun
Your Pyramids stands where it once was
Watching time and age having some fun.
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Where you are from is where you call come...home is everything and if home is Africa, the mother of humanity, this is my homage!