Africa My Home Read Count : 78

Category : Poems

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Dark and dusty
Painted on the sky.
Mount kilomajaro.
Standing before me.
Singing Africa, oh Africa.

I breath the breeze 
Of Ethiopian island.
As the train head me 
Home to the land of
Kush.

Too eager to hold
Her hands.
The dark tall lady.

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  • amazing

    Jul 30, 2023

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