The beauty of her face
i open my eyes
to see the beauty of her face
blowing the best grin
full of peace and love.
the face that shines
when the sun falls upon it
a face that everyone
wishes to reach and touch it
the face that myself
never get tired looking at it
a face that i will stand firm
and fight for it.
i feel proud talking about her
telling the world about her beauty
showing the wonders of her face
praising everything
that makes her as sweet as she is.
they call her Tanzania
icall her home
tthey see her poor
i found her rich
they talk bad about her
am happy being part of her
forever, I WILL LOVE HER.