Africa our Africa

Africa our Africa

Land of our forebears

Of old tales and  freed slaves

Of many cultures merged into one

Of strange boundaries, no reference to tribe

Of young men ruling the wild and earning the scalps

Of marks of bravery and tales of war

Of young women and older women

Training the young and manning the homes

Providing counsel to the men of their dreams

Of tales of romance so free and alive

Bustling with true luv and ripe naïveté

So ripe that you pray it doesn't spoil the tale

This is my Africa

A home to behold