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Mama Africa.

Mama Africa
Listen; I am hooked, driven by your inspiration
I am raised, strengthened by your enormous love
I am free, released upon the skies flying like a dove
Today I breathe, walk as a result of your patience penetration

Walk with me; to raise my hand to victory
Smile, rejoice and witness as I draw history
Mama Africa!

poem by Mishack Mchunu
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Mama Africa Will... II.

We are obligated to thank you for your visit,
And Mama Africa will always be there for you;
Because the light of this continent shines all year round,
And like the muse of your love that attracted us to you.
Love to everyone on this earth,
For the Africans have a story to tell;
And Mama Africa will guide you on with her muse of peace.
Come! And let Mama Africa admire you! !
For Mama Africa will be the centre of your mission;
Because we have hope in whatever we do in Africa.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa

Mama Africa
Somalia, Nigeria, Ghana, Saudi Arabia
Mama Africa
Senegal, Zimbabwe, Tunisia, South Africa

The land of enormous mineral wealth
I salute thee; I adore thee even in poor health
So many countries I have not yet spelt
Have people ready and steady to flee before they melt

Mama Africa
You walk with a suicidal long rope
As your people lose all hope
Rather than cooking up a brand of prosperity
You the land of recognized poverty
Have mistakenly invented a brand of austerity
The masses are slowly dying
While only a few are high-flying

Mama Africa
We talk about your diamond rushes
We speak of numbers of human losses
We hide our fusses in internal silent boxes
While people struggle and fight in oil brushes
And external parties hide their delightful blushes

Mama Africa
How can a land of abundant resources and rich culture
That the world with marvel continuously captures
Allow wealth to be taken from you before it matures?
Why not divert these takers to signs labeled departure?

Mama Africa
Listen to your children’s voices
Listen to the peoples noises
They are crying to be heard
They are crying to be fed
They are crying for proper education
They are crying as a single nation
They are crying for an end to corruption
They are crying for an end to self-destruction
They are crying for your delinquent protection

Mama Africa
How many crying tears will it take by calculation?
How many dying years will it take to deliver salvation?

Mama Africa
Along with your weakness I salute thee!
Along with your greatness I adore thee!
Along with your madness I still love thee!

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Mama Africa II.

Love and peace to you from the mind of the African,
For Mama Africa is here to stay;
And of the great love from the muse of Africa,
So pay us a visit to see what we are made of.
Mama Africa will great you with the muse of all the animals,
And like the heat of the sun that blesses us all day long;
But in Africa with hope to teach many with our culture.
The care of Mother Africa is here for you,
For Mama Africa will care for you whenever you do visit us;
Because we have a lot to share with the whole world!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Pride To Be An African

My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of which everybody imitates
My Africa of which culture exceed the Greek
My Africa of which everyone is jealous of

My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of enormous natural endowment
My Africa of Non-Violence
My Africa of Amorous populates

My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of patriot men and women
My Africa of shelter and vintage hospitality
My Africa of great ancestral mythology

My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa that bore fruits of black diamonds
My Africa which is a gift to the whole world
My Africa of great leadership

My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of learned youths
My Africa of a bright generation
My Africa true tradition

My Africa My Africa My Africa
My Africa of black pageant women
My Africa of strong men
My Africa from who we all hail from
For every African deserves a Nobel Prize in
Existence.

poem by Fasan paul
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Mama Africa's Treasure

On the run!
With your mind;
On the move!
With your love;
And like Mama Africa's Treasure! !
But, they came and took your treasure away.

Food for the belly!
To gain your love and to love once again;
But, do guide me with your true love always! !
Because, Mama Africa's Treasure is what what you need.

Be thankful with what you've got from me!
In the jungle,
Wild and free!
But, with hidden tracks;
However, this train is heading towards the land of your muse.

Welcome to the world! !
Welcome to the muse of Africa;
Rich in love,
Rich with colours,
But, open your eyes and look around with them!
With the muse of love and with the muse of peace,
And like Mama Africa's Treasure.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dry Up Your Tears

Dry up your tears Mama Africa,
And greetings to your sons and daughters;
For i am here to back you up as a true son!

The 'Modus Operandi' is what we need,
But we have to weep for ourselves as well;
For your freedom, liberty and privacy are now intruded!
But i am here to back you up as a true son.

I am reaching out to the galaxies and,
You need to dry up your tears Mama Africa;
For you have the gift so sweet to the souls,
And of the your expectations and passions!
For your patience and love touches the hearts of many.

A person who fears is not made whole in love,
And i am here to back you up as a true son;
So dry up your tears Mama Africa,
For you are brighter than the gold on the honeymoon stride.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa's Identity

Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Fulanis and the Fulbes;
But the Savannah and the Sahara are here to stay in Africa.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Dogons and the Shilluks;
And of the cowries usedas money in those days,
But the identities of the African are in many faces.
It is like a durbar in Africa and,
At the market plac to meet others;
But a visit to the tomatoes market in Ghana will tell you much.
Mama African's identity,
And like 'the Golden Stool' of the Ashanti Kingsdom!
But wait for the dried-fish on the coasts of Africa.
Visit St. Louis in the delta of Senegal and learn about the ways of the African,
For my home i in El Molo;
And like Mama Africa's identity praising my muse.
Mama African's identity,
And of the pygmies in Central Africa!
But i have my mind on the Rift Valley,
And like the mirror of the rivers, lakes and the seas of Africa! !
The Massai and the Dinka do play their roles,
And like the Nubaians in South Sudan;
But with the temperature above 40 degrees in most parts of Africa.
Mama Africa's identity,
And like a message to my lover in Lalibala;
For early in the morning came the leopards to drink some water,
But a visit to Mount Meru will entice you.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Zulus and the Rendilles;
But the Afars are here to blend with the dry land.
Mama Africa's identity,
With the rhythms and rituals of the Africans!
And like the tribes of Ovambo, Herero, Xhosa, Shona and Matabele.
And like the Bemba, the Tonga and the Ovaimbundu!
But the red land of Africa care for you all.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of River Limpopo in the mist of love;
But try to visit the Victoria Falls to satisfy your curiosity.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Himbas with their traditional dance;
But the Kikuyu, the Hutu, the Tutsi and the Hambukushu are also there,
For Africa is a very big continent for all of us.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Africa, I were the one you killed

In those misery-days;
Those days when happiness of birth cried;
-with an oversized echo;

Africa, when your gods roared in their wooden-cages
I were the twins you unjustly killed;
-Just to appease your gods

Again when darkness fell on the skin of your sky
-and gave it ugly spot;
I were the lamp-lights you held;
to walk on the blood-shed roads,

when your furious deities are thirsty and in full rage,
-in their desert homes.
My bloods you gave, to turn away their anger.

Africa, when you killed your'today'
Tell me what would your tomorrow be?

Thanks be to angel Mary Slessor,
who came to dry-clean the tears of Mama-Africa,
-with her most decent affection.

Truely the years've gone in a quick motion of time;
but its scar remains a badge on my heart

Africa, my Africa,
I were the twins you unjustly killed yesterday;
O the living history of misery;

Africa, I'm back-again today not to avenge,
but tell you how much I love you.
Adesitimi.

poem by Adesitimi Taiwo
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Mama Africa Is On The Horizon

A righteous reputation,
A just man is all that it needs;
For Mama Africa is on the horizon!

A righteous reputation,
A just woman is all that it takes;
For Mama Africa is on the horizon!

Her muse is for you and me,
And of the things as seen in Africa;
Because Africa is my homeland!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Don’t Cry For Me Africa

Don’t cry for me Africa
Because I will never let you out of my mind
I hear your voices people of Africa
I hear your cries people of Africa
I see pain in your eyes people of Africa
It is hard to describe what you people of Africa are going through
Poverty strikes you all people of Africa
Don’t cry for me Africa
Because I will keep you in my prayers people of Africa
Power to the people of Africa
People of Africa lift your spirit higher
Lord is the light and truth people of Africa
The Lord sends you a message from his heart to you people of Africa
He said because I love you
I will answer your prayers
I hear your prayers
Don’t cry for me Africa
Because you have a friend that is the Lord
People of Africa continue doing the Lords work
Make a wish people of Africa
The people of Africa are looking at the Lord face to face
Lord here is no paradise
We dream a little dream said the people of Africa to the Lord
The People of Africa Pray that the Lord will give each other strength every day
Don’t cry for me Africa
Save the people of Africa
Strengthened the people of Africa each day
Because I’ll be there in your dreams people of Africa
The people of Africa tells The Lord how much they love him
Don’t cry for me Africa
Lord comes when you are ready people of Africa
Feelings you have for your Lord People of Africa
And I know you will never let it die
Nothing but flowers the people of Africa will plant in the sea shore for the Lord
Don’t cry for me Africa
The people of Africa needs hope to heal there land
The Lord rose up on you people of Africa
Don’t cry for me Africa
My heart will go on
Once I close this door of the ship I will sail across the Atlantic Sea

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Mama Africa

A supper star burns from the least
It quakes venerable hope for the haste,
beckoning the best greenage storey
In the deemed mama Africa unfold stories
that bake excellent bread till gay
It slides pretty well to fill the days
'just forget about what you are
take my words for it uh! Uh! '
That laughter dwells within mama
That clear smile smells foktales
Its fore going size stamps foretells,
Tickling souls all over beauty
Mama Africa, apromise on the dock

poem by Paul Mwenelupembe
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You're The Only Hell Your Mama Ever Raised

Well I heard mama late last night
She was talking to my father
Now it's time that boy was shipping out
And I mean come hell or high water
Smokes and spits and drinks and fights
And his friends all look like trouble
Oh he sleeps all day and gone all night
Where's that boy I used to cuddle
Ten good years and then
He must ahve gone insane
CHORUS
You're the only hell
You'r mama ever raised
She tried ot tell you
But you got to do things your own way
Says you're a good boy and
That you must be going thorugh some phase
You're the only hell your mama ever raised
Mama ever raised
Mama ever, Mama ever raised
Susie sneaks out every night
Say's its only fair, yeah
Mama won't let me have no fun
Sometimes I think sh'es Linda Blair, yeah
Sixteen years of bristine tears
Then susie changed her ways
You're the only hell your mama ever raised
She tried ot tell you
but you got to do things your own way
Should know, know better and
that you must be goin through some phase
You're the only hell your mama ever raised
mama ever raised
mama ever raised
Oh yeah!
Ohhh mama, little boy may be leavin' today
I don't care what you say
Woman I've got to go
And fly away

song performed by by Warrant
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You're The Only Hell Your Mama Ever Raised

Well I heard mama late last night
She was talking to my father
Now it's time that boy was shipping out
And I mean come hell or high water
Smokes and spits and drinks and fights
And his friends all look like trouble
Oh he sleeps all day and gone all night
Where's that boy I used to cuddle
Ten good years and then
He must ahve gone insane
CHORUS
You're the only hell
You'r mama ever raised
She tried ot tell you
But you got to do things your own way
Says you're a good boy and
That you must be going thorugh some phase
You're the only hell your mama ever raised
Mama ever raised
Mama ever, Mama ever raised
Susie sneaks out every night
Say's its only fair, yeah
Mama won't let me have no fun
Sometimes I think sh'es Linda Blair, yeah
Sixteen years of bristine tears
Then susie changed her ways
You're the only hell your mama ever raised
She tried ot tell you
but you got to do things your own way
Should know, know better and
that you must be goin through some phase
You're the only hell your mama ever raised
mama ever raised
mama ever raised
Oh yeah!
Ohhh mama, little boy may be leavin' today
I don't care what you say
Woman I've got to go
And fly away

song performed by by Warrant
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African Mama

African Mama as she struts down the catwalk
African mama with that multi-colored headdress
Vuluptuous woman
Independant woman

A woman of style
Africa's pride

Not fasion model's skinny legs
and flat bottom
Not half-shrunk cloth over disapearing waistline

Curves of Africa
Beauty of Africa
She is unconventional
Under-rated
Rich Beauty

Shocked faces stare as she transforms the stage
with her multi-faceted elagance
with her charm
and many colours

She is proud to be a woman
She she is mother
she is daughter
she will one day be grandmother telling stories around fireplaces

Her beauty is more than magazines
more than clothing
Her beauty is in who she is
In her free spirit
In her deep soul
In her rhythem
And in her heritage

She is Mama Africa
A woman of beauty

poem by Jessica Nobubele Frame
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Where Africa is

Africa my land,
Africa my heart,
Africa my eternal,
Africa my inspiration;

Where are you?
Somebody has asked me
And let me tell him
Where you are.

You are between Pacific and Indian
Simple oceans made of fishers
More than that you are
In the centre of my spirit.

Africa is in me,
I am where Africa is.

poem by St Antoine de la Vuadi
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Mama Africa Wants To....

African girl,
You are like the slice of cake and the muse of love;
But od present the status on your right hand side to meet up with your mind,
Because the youthful act of your muse is like a call from Mama Africa.
African girl,
Mama Africa wants to educate you among all others;
So you have to separate your sheep among your goats,
Because i was once lost in the bush of love and you shown me the way out!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Justice unjust

Africa why so much crying?
Africa why so many people dying?
Justice in Africa has prevailed over traitors
While gloomed and doomed with conspirators,
These are the fundamental African ethic morality
We ought to face, as lions in the caves of our ancestors

Africa why so much crying?
Africa why so many people dying?
Tears flowing in our noble land as river Nile;
I witness widows cracked cheeks by tears all mile
This has tore our hearts and cultures to be blamed,
Africa why many castration set in action,
Our brothers fighting while sisters have a bad profile
Moreover, prompt to fatality in the wagons of prostitution.


Africa why so much crying?
Africa why so much people dying?
Where has all the love vanished?
Where has the entire unit gone my motherland?
Africa cushion our hearts in pain as a fragile treasure!
Africa grow with confident, walk with your crooked smile
If there were sorrow set your way; let be things unimagined,
Undreamed, unrealized, unattained and unutilized.
Mayibuyi Africa mayibuye!

poem by Phinda Mkhonta
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Mama africa

What have you done
To yourself mama
What have done
To yourself Africa
You don't know who you are
Your superiority
Turn into inferiority
For you are into mental slavery
Because of poverty and illiteracy
What have you
Done to yourself
You have bewitched yourself
You have turn into a beast
So you eat your sons
And daughters for feast
You don't know
What is right
So do not know
The cause to fight
What have done
To yourself mama
What have you done
To yourself Africa

poem by Matt Ancient
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Got To Know The Woman

I just met a woman on my way home
She just blew my mind
My heart was a-pumpin
I mean all the way home
Got to know the woman
Whoa I got to know the woman
I love the way you move
You make-a make me feel like a man
(you know you make me make me feel like a man)
Love the way youre lookin
You look like you like it, too
(you know you look like you like it, too)
Got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Ooooooooooo
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
If you feel the feel I feel
Haha you dig the feel of me
(you know you look like you dig feelin me)
Love the way you feel dear
Ah, you make a make a man out of me
(you make you make a man out of me)
Come on
Come on come on and do the chicken
I mean ah ha ha ha ha ha
Baby, Im gonna tell you somethin right now
You got so much soul you blow my mind
Oh baby
Theres just one thing I want to say
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Ooooooooooo
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(oh yeah! yeah!)

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Mama Africa Will Always Be With You

Of the animals of the field by night and,
Of the birds of the air by day;
Mama Africa will always be with you when you do visit,
For this continent is very different form others.
Things are done more with the cultural aspects of the people,
And of various status-quo as identified among us;
But Mama Africa will always be with you when you do visit.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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