My Letter to Africa

Africa sweet Africa my home.
Africa my sweet home.

My black race I will embrace
My black race I’ll not disgrace.

Africa the land of the black warriors.
I thank you God for having made me black African,
A black survivor. Real African black and proud.
Africa rise before they arise.

The Roots food and joy of my soul.
Africa the land of the great ancestors.
The land of the highest mountain.

You the land of long flowing river bank (River Nile)
Africa the land of black ancestral Savannah’ s.
Africa the mother of all continents.
The land of Mandingo warrior (Kunta Kinteh).

My black race I will embrace.
My black face I’ ll not disgrace.

Africa My Beautiful Africa.
You kept this history for your offspring’ s
You never dash away the culture to the vulture.
Your hands are full of history my Africa.

Africa my my Africa YOU watered my heart with
the smell of your beautiful forest.
You enlightening me with the light of your beauty:
Mama Africa you are my home.
Africa You are the light that shine your children
From the darkness to the light!

Africa Is ringing in my head “sweet, sweet home” Mama land.
(Africa) With the knowledge of your past we will not fail You.
Your hands are full of history.
Your toils are full of struggle.

You are stronger than hate.
Your land and history remains with your children.
For that! They can never take from your hands.
Take me home, Africa sweet home.

Africa “sweet, sweet home beautiful mama land”.
The mother of knowledge history and culture
living nature and the adventure.
The world will ever know you for your history.
Cannot be taken away from your children.
Your hands are full of history. Every hand that shakes
hand with Africa. Has shaken hand with history.

Africa my sweet home.
Africa sweet Africa my home.

My black race I will embrace.
My black face I’ ll not disgrace.

Africa My Beautiful Africa.
You kept this history for your offspring’ s.
You never dash away the culture to the vulture.
Your hands are full of history my Africa.

Africa my sweet home.
Africa sweet Africa my home.
My black race I will embrace.
My black face I’ ll not disgrace.

*Amadou Jarou Bah is the Founder of Hand To Hand Aid Project (HTHAP) in The Gambia. He is also the author of the illustrated poetry book ''The heart leads the man.'' For more about him, see - www.stickylyrics.jimdo.com

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