Freedom
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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