Africa Calls To Me: Version 1

Africa calls to me

With the beat of her drums that mark my days

And the words of her poets that guide my ways

With the crash of the waves that hug her shores

And the sounds of the rain that soak her pores

Africa calls to me

With the tears of mothers that stain her soil

And the laughter of children that ease her toil

With the rattle of guns that pierce her calm

And the bustle of streets that sing her psalm

Africa calls to me

 

The sounds of Africa

Are the cries of the world’s forgotten child

Taking us back into the womb of creation

The sounds of Africa

Are the songs of the world’s untamed wild

Filling our ears with hymns of oblation

The sounds of Africa

Are the screams of the world’s disturbing fears

Begging us to embrace transformation

The sounds of Africa

Are the words of the world’s neglected seers

Pointing us to the star of salvation

 

Africa speaks to me

Through the babble of markets on the breeze

And the lament of hawkers so forlorn

Through the heaving of fishers on the seas

And the hoot of taxis at dusk and dawn

Africa speaks to me

Through the roar of lions basking at noon

And the snigger of hyenas in the night

Through the rumble of elephants in tune

And the stir of gorillas out of sight

Africa speaks to me

 

The sounds of Africa

Are the lashing of slaves that haunt her past

And the victory songs of those who are free

The sounds of Africa

Are the crumbling of ways that cannot last

And the hopes for new possibilities

The sounds of Africa

Are the whispers in a din of despair

And the tunes in a maze of lost and found

The sounds of Africa

Are the notes in the symphony we share

And the joy in a land of light and sound

 

Africa calls to me

With the cry of eagles that frees my soul

And the hush of sand dunes that soothes my mind

With the call of loeries that makes me whole

And the cicadas drone that blots out time

Africa calls to me

With the crackle of fires that light her skies

And the rustle of leaves that swish her sighs

With the chant of her songs that move my feet

And the pulse of her heart that makes mine beat

Africa calls to me

 

 

Copyright 2007

 

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