African Mothers
Africa my mama,
Africa the baobab tree that grows day and
Night.
When I see your growth, my heart pleases.
You are the Center of all activities, oh, Africa.
You are the best place to visit because of
Your nature, weather, and vegetation.
Oh, Africa, why so rich and so poor?
HIV/AIDS, Ebola, Tuberculosis,
Many wars destroy your roots.
I will cry to see you cripple again.
Wake up and fight for your benefits.
Stand up; you are the big tree,
That can heal the neighbors, oh, Africa.
Make a big shout so your kids can rise like
The sun.
Remind your kids that you will bury them.
No matter how,
They hate and run away from you.
You are a lovely mother with full of love,
You always welcome those who hate you.
My love will be forever,
I love you mama Africa,
Moreover, Jehovah loves you too.
You gave birth to me.
I respect you, oh, Africa.
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