POEM: Africa Here I come, by Chime Hilary

    Chime Hilary
    source: afkinsider.com

    POEM: Africa Here I come, by Chime Hilary

    Africa, here I come, Africa
    Africa of the black soul
    The soul of an ancient culture
    The culture of your timid tribes.

    Its your voice I hear, Africa
    Your voice of the talking drums
    Your beaded drums and the royal trumpeter
    The metal gong of your town crier

    I have come to see your music dance
    I have heard of your ageless minstrels
    Have I not heard of your swinging hips!
    I have heard enough and have come to watch
    Wouldn’t you dance for me africa

    Africa here i come, Africa
    Would you not show me to your tribes
    The timid tribes of your sweetened tongues
    The varied tongues of your virtuous men

    Africa, black soul Africa
    Tell me about your gods
    Your gods of the sky and of the mother earth
    Your gods of the hills and of the rivers abound

    Show me to your kings africa
    Your kings of the ancient dynasty
    The ancient dynasty of rusted spear and shield
    Africa, here i come africa

    Thanks to Chime Hilary for sharing this piece. He can be reached at chimehilary@gmail.com

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