A Song of Africa

(I wrote this for His Excellency, President Lucas Mangope on the occasion of the tenth anniversary of the Pilanesberg National Park – 8th December 1989 –

a poem in conclusion)

 

A Song of Africa

I give you a song of Africa,

a lullaby in reverse to our Mother

out of whom we have lived in both

harmony and strife with all her children,

from the sable to the wandering visitor,

from the rufousnaped lark to the child of man.

She has hosted us graciously in her

strong and forgiving pastures,

nurturing us all in her knowing ways.

In our pitch for survival

She has set the balance.

If we are to be true to Africa

we must be aware of her vagaries

and recognise the needs of all her children

to maintain her balance.

Her children, as siblings they are, will challenge

and use one another as in a game. However,

in their inherent love for their Mother, the blood of the

siblings of Africa is thicker than the water of

the surrounding oceans and lands.

We must be true to each other.

We must be true to ourselves.

We must be true to Africa.