Dear Africa!

In Her Thoughts: Dear Africa!

Her dark melanin skin like dawn;
Full of potential and hope;
Only if she dares to dream;
The end of a beginning;
Taste of dust;
Your power lies in the wild;
Endowed; fruits gradually acquired;
A green lustre;
Lift your head high;
Shine!

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