Arise Africa
Africa, Land of my noble birth,
Now is the time to break free from your adversary's girth.
The time has come for you to take your place,
And your challenges you must face.
My dear Africa, this is the time to arise from your anguish and death.
Now is the time to break free from your adversary's girth.
The time has come for you to take your place,
And your challenges you must face.
My dear Africa, this is the time to arise from your anguish and death.
Africa, land So blessed and resources abound,
The dreams of our fathers, we must keep alive.
Even though vampires and bloodsuckers abound,
Our future, the youths, we must not deprive.
The dreams of our fathers, we must keep alive.
Even though vampires and bloodsuckers abound,
Our future, the youths, we must not deprive.
Africa, land of noble warriors,
Take your swords and shield,
And break free from the den of your captors.
The grass is greener, take charge of your field,
To our captors; we must not yield.
Take your swords and shield,
And break free from the den of your captors.
The grass is greener, take charge of your field,
To our captors; we must not yield.
@Poemsbyvic
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