What if there was no love in me for you Africa…?
I shrug, I will not think of it…
I wonder which other songs are left for me to sing
I wonder what can give me much joy for a better future
And I thank God for this gift, for Africa, for the world
For the opportunity to tell how I feel about Gods perfect Nature
And what it means to me… my beautiful inspiration!
Each time I wake from my slumber I see your beauty
I still see heart warming smiles and people around me
And the sweet torture of their warmth joyfully burns my heart
It feels so good to be part of it all, part of a blessed world
Imagine sleeping in the open air at the spying of the Wild dogs
Imagine running up the hills to fright the Lions with the Masai
Or to dance with the mischievous apes of the Savannah
And drink the sweet and fresh Mqobothi beer with the Zulu
There is some warmth even in remembering you
In bearing your thoughts and dreams…
In my hopeful traveling of the lengths
And breadths of your landscape
Through ponds, forests, hills, vales, towns and hamlets
And my encounters with the good and the bad and the ugliest,
The wild, the tamed, the birds and the beasts…
The sweet romance of adventure itself
And my undying quest for knowledge…
Sometimes I am like the Wild myself
And the Waterfalls and Ponds my fine siblings
What of the streams with reeds all over the surface
That conceals the dreaded Alligators in their element?
What of the python with her thousands of camouflage spots
Swimming in the deep rivers of the Niger and Orange?
What of the spotted Hyena with her ferocious eyes
And large head full of tattoos and curly hairs?
What of the songs from the thousands of forests dwellers
Who knew no other men, deity, world or hope?
What of many, many things I might not remember to remember
Just what of …
And what of me with everything strange about me
Writing, musing away to the tunes Nature gave me?
Knowing so well I belonged to a community, entertaining ourselves
Living together for life is for the living…
I am sorely in love, with you Africa