My Africa Poem by Raimi Babatunde

I heard there is a continent
The dwelling of God Himself
So rich in natural resources
Blessed with human resource
I also heard their girls are beautiful
And their men are so strong

I heard there is a continent
Whose voices echoes in unism
With beautiful rivers and valleys
Great culture and tribes
Oh Africa, my Africa!
A fountain of knowledge and riches

When I travel abroad
It is but for a short while
Because no place like home
In our beloveth Africa
You never outgrow your parents
Their love knows no bounds

When you remember Africa
Think about a black pot
From whence white rice is made
My point here is
There is a beauty, in every black
My skin colour might be black
But our blood remains red

In all my dear friend
We are all citizens of the world
Dispersed on planet earth
With specific mission
That we dwell herein
In love and Unity of purpose

Dear African Son and Daughter
We are grateful to our benefactors
But its time to return home
Together, let's rebuild Africa
With pride and glory
Africa has evolved since you left
For without you, we are incomplete

If I translate in my sojourn
To where the gods and elders dwell
Where there is no war and turmoil
When I finally finish my race
And get to the last abode
Please bring be back to Africa
That I might be interned to my beloveth Africa.
For in you my Africa, is peace eternal