On your face is sunlight
sprouting beautiful roses and daisies
silvered hair,
revealing the wisdom in your age, Africa
On your face daughter of Sheba
I see the earth that nurtures life
Smile that ripples the still waters of Niger river
On your face,
I see the wrinkles that tells the frailty of life
On your face,
is the cheek bone that rises hope of the trodden
Queen of Nimrod,
on your face,
I see the lips that gives the kisses of life
is the cheek bone that rises hope of the trodden
Queen of Nimrod,
on your face,
I see the lips that gives the kisses of life
On your face,
I see the the coffee brown eyes that pierces the dark,
the nose that smelt rain and forest.
the ear that hears the sweet melodies of unsung rhythm,
the ear that hears the sweet melodies of unsung rhythm,
Oh mother of black race
On your face is Africa
About Onyibe Oliver
Oliver Onyibe is a/an |Clerisy| |Social Engineer| |Lover|
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Find him on twitter @osawaruonyibe
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