“My Africa’s Sun”


My Africa’s sun
hot as you may
be measured with
hot or cold instruments
from other continents
you still mean
so much more to
us in the African continent
when we wake up
in the mornings
we feel joyous
to see you standing
in the East
and when the birds
and hens are
homeward bound to roost
that is the right
time to behold
God’s best gift
to nature.

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