AFRICA

I am an African

A soldier of my land

A defender of the earth

The heavens below as the shower quench the soil

But when it has been tamed

The fish-eagle soars to the sky

My spirit runs free here

I am an African born home for many people

The sweet scent of veld grass in the air

The tang of red soil on my tongue

The majesty of the stin wood

As is basks in the African sun

Call me home

I am an African