Black people,
Whatever shade your skin may be.
You are Africa,
Always Africa to me.
She dances in your eyes
To the drum beat
That is your heart.
Her roots have crossed waters
From Nigeria to New York.
Her spirit lives on,
In this black spectrum she is us.
Echoing in our laughter,
Our pain and sorrow too.
Black people you are Africa,
Africa is you.
Walter H. Rooks Jr.
Walter H. Rooks Jr.
just wanted to share this...for you reading pleasure!
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