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Peace - My Beloved Country - South Africa 1994
Somewhere an eagle flies
soaring o'er the dappled skies of Africa
Somewhere a tortoise cries
ploughing through the vast disguise of Africa.
A springbok dies and a day is born
The sun comes up to greet the dawn;
A child is sighing like a bird
And a nation is sounding a very new word.
Somewhere an apple train
waddles through the winding plains of Africa.
Somewhere a sparrow feigns
acting out the birthing pains of Africa.
A lizard leaps to his mother's scorn:
'Farwell, ' she says to her first born
A breeze is lifting a newly-fledged bird
And a nation is sounding a very new word.
Somewhere a new sunrise
burgeoning before our eyes in Africa
Has seen our childrens' weary sighs
bursting into happy smiles in Africa.
An aardvark snuffles through the corn
And winks an eye at a golden fawn
A sunbird is singing like you've never heard
And a nation is sounding a very new word.
poem
by
Margaret Kollmer
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