Friday

SON OF AFRICAN SOIL

Son of African soil,

I admire your tenacity.

The way you claim to love her,

Yet leading her through hell—

I marvel at your resilience.

Son of African soil,

Is it love or obsession that drives you?

I tremble at your definition of love—

That her tears

Should nourish your pride.

Son of African soil,

You must be a twig from an alien tree.

For in Africa we know:

Love is joy, love is strength,

Love endures, love is selfless,

Never self-seeking.

Son of African soil,

Come back home.

Come down from your high pedestal of self entitlement.

Man has been known to tame the wildest lion—yet,

Son of African soil,

The man who conquers his own ego

Deserves a standing ovation.

Son of African soil,

Come back home.

INSPIRED LIFESTYLE