Mama Africa

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I grew up on your back
Wrapped in a blanket
Swaying as you sang and hung
the clothes in the African sun

I miss your soulful singing
And the vapours of eucalyptus

Closing my eyes, I can still see
The red earth burning under the ancient sky
No, not ever
You course through my veins in my blood
The colour of the clay mud
that shaped so many vessels

Africa, my Mother who prepared me
For life’s journey
Mama Africa, Mother to whom I shall return
When the journey is done


– Lisa Langton



One thought on “Mama Africa

    mukul chand said:
    March 27, 2016 at 02:34

    great post.

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