You are a god, man you are god,, a sleeping
god. Sleep is evil. Be wide awake even in your deepest of sleeps and you will
walk majestically in the den of lions and
will live without fear in the pit of the deadliest of vipers , I
guarantee you to remain unshaken in the strongest of storms or the mightiest of
quakes and neither will you sink in the violent of waves. Just have the kind of
faith to walk through the doors of hell unburnt.
Mama Afrika You have no surrogate and pure you borne Souls of gold and spirits of fire, alien dreams too Oh hast thou your dark unseen magic & your miraculous blackness Mummified immortaly on your legendary soil The lands of the underground undiscovered gods and goddesses The sons and daughters Lwanda magere , Nelson Mandela , Ellen Johnson Sirleaf and all the vicious lions and lionesses the fat cabs and lonely strange owlets in your savannah and forests ...Oh Afrika ... ...oh Afrika... Your melody resonates sweetly into the souls ear just as the queer voices from your frightening bushes your love squeezes the heart with the wild enthusiasm of your fearful jungle as sweet tears roll down to the stomach with the chilliness of western winter am enraptured by...
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