The Africans are madeof black
But never made to lack
We are made of courage
And can never be discourage'
Africans are truly made of black
But we are not living in dark
The African spirit
Is a freedom spirit
Our freedom's battle
Is like a dukedom title
African spirit never lives in fear
'Cos it is always prepare'
Africans are the Eagles
They soar and never whistle
I am proud to be and African
Africa, a home of freeman
Those who think we have no history
Have they forgotten the Euphrates' story
The only origin of mankind
Oh Africa! You are one of a kind
You flow with milk
And you crowned it with honey
That the boarder-crossers are coming
To enjoy the special blessings of nature in you
Oh Africa! Land of peace and virtue
I will remain loyal to you my father land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.