She is like an Ashanti, her skin kisses the black of the stars.
Her smile is dry with character like the rivers of her mother land.
Her eyes gaze upon the sun that has a scorche and has seen the history of her man kind.
Her hands burst with veins filled with the pain of her mothers and sisters.
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I love your Africa - rough, rugged, beautiful and powerful with her incredible flora, fauna, rivers, lakes and waterfalls. She is indeed one of nature's greatest gifts to the planet. Unfortunately, like everything else on this beautiful earth, she has been subjected to man', s blind greed and selfishness. Keep singing your beautiful hymns to her. She should always be praised and her pristine beauty should never be forgotton. Thanks for this poem. I really enjoyed it.
That is a beautiful write on your country and it is a truly beautiful country you have every right to be so proud of her 10 Chris keep in touch
A trully inpirational and wel thought-out out poem representing the natural splendor that is Africa, In this poem Africa seems to take a look at herself and say YES i've been scorched and my rivers ran dry in the wintery months but as my surface is kissed by the black stars I shall awaken in pride and majesty, two words I associate with the lion. a wonderful poem indeed