O AFRICA!

O AFRICA!

O Africa
You bleeding mammoth of mother
You tale of tears, of forlorn
Your love is ebbless and silent as river
Your smile as homely as spring, as morn
You cry for us when we're in far land shivers
You sing to us when we're in your arm suffer
You pamper us when we're tired and torn

O Africa
Your carcass for every alien scavenger
Your opened wound to every Jabir and John and Jet
How obvious you're to your saracean slaves
What a merciful saint you're
What a porn to every megalomanic
And messianic vulture
After years of wine and winter
After lifeless, loveless, long night of lorn
After decades of the eternal deaths encounter
Do I see or do I dream of the
First sight of dawn
Oh no, don't you wake me up brother
No, not to the same howl and horn
Not to the same wolves prayer
As the new country's lonely love lorn