In Africa I see
The plains and mountains
Standing tall
Proud as can be
In Africa I seek
Give me not just time
for ever,
But your love for eternity
They flock to you
Clambering for a view
I must hide
Their adoration is not new
Staying far
The pain obscured
I try to hide
Africa off my radar
But by George
When I looked behind
The Africa I see
Is all but fine
There’s too much pain
In the daily grind.
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