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I...Africa
I...Africa, cradle of life and of hope
decree the dawn...of new birth.
No more bondage in rope.
Able to realise my destinies' worth
I...Africa, of countless births
Stepping from dark to light,
Mindful of the dangerous earth,
Will rise and once again delight.
I...Africa, severely trampled upon
Nesting my deeply divided flock.
My splendour! Gaze thereon,
Of time and creature, frozen in rock.
I...Africa, the pulse in your vein
The throb in your chest,
The tear in your eye, now and again,
even your choice for eternal rest.
I...Africa, am alive....
poem
by
Martino Fortuin
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