African Woman Poem by DUUT NADJAT ZUBERU

In Africa's heart, she stands tall and proud,
A symbol of strength, wrapped in vibrant shroud.
Her skin, a rich tapestry of earthy hues,
Tells tales of ancient lands and forgotten dues.

Her eyes, like pools of wisdom, deep and wise,
Hold secrets of ancestors under starry skies.
With graceful steps, she walks the savannah's land,
Her spirit wild and free, like the flowing sand.

Through untold trials, she has persevered with might,
Her resilience unmatched, her spirit revered in sight.
African woman, mother of nations, hopes, and dreams,
Bearer of aspirations, and the heartbeat of Africa's themes.

In her laughter, drums echo, in her dance, the land hums,
She nurtures with fierce and tender love, her touch heals wounds and sums.
Her voice rises in songs of ancient lore,
Echoing across plains, forevermore.

African woman, pillar of community and guide,
Leading with wisdom, her legacy in unity inside.
In her embrace, the warmth of the sun's gentle kiss,
In her presence, the promise of eternal bliss.

For she is the heartbeat of the motherland, indeed,
African woman, forever grand, in every noble deed.