Spicy grove
treasure trove
cinnamon tree
or scarlet,
starlit
sea
What be
an Africa to me?
Ancient
deep like the rivers
the horizon’s embrace
winds – flashing horror
rebellious
uneasy
What be
an Africa to me?
Hills of endless light
copper sun
blazing through corridors
full of mirth
sweet as earth
the small
imperfection
of the world
a coppered sun
That be
an Africa to me.
treasure trove
cinnamon tree
or scarlet,
starlit
sea
What be
an Africa to me?
Ancient
deep like the rivers
the horizon’s embrace
winds – flashing horror
rebellious
uneasy
What be
an Africa to me?
Hills of endless light
copper sun
blazing through corridors
full of mirth
sweet as earth
the small
imperfection
of the world
a coppered sun
That be
an Africa to me.
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