To you

Africa may have been

Just a gold mine

For your greedy hearts

 

Those diamonds and rubies

Shining in your eyes

Must have blinded you

From the Other wealth of

Africa

 

To me

Africa is more

Than a mere place

But a mother

To the human race

Africa

 

To me

Is more than the hungry and starved

Or the rich culture of the sphinx and pyramids

In which Egypt carved

Africa

 

To me

Is more than the aftermath

Of the robbery

Of my people

More than the

Diseases

More than the war, genocide...the death the plaugues it

Africa

 

To me

Is home

From the Sahara to the Cape

Is home

From the Atlantic to the Indian

Is home

From the Nile to the Niger to the Kalahari

Africa to me

Is home