Dust to Dust

Her radiant dawns bring unblemished hope Her hills and valleys whisper an ancient name the laughter of young ones,with the wild winds elope Her love is so wild that stokes a jealous flame. She harbors children of different shades and tongues but Humanity stands above all of them the breath of equality expands from her lungs Her roots are pure,no matter from where they stem.. She had endured difficult times when Her young ones took up the gun but her endearing love so effortlessly rhymes with the heartfelt,overflowing tears of the Sun. She contemplated time,since civilization's dawn An ancient One,Her experience is vast life and still more life,She incessantly spawns Her essence is buried deep in Her past. Her wild Savannah teems with life and proud Maskam stands in all its glory the ever graceful Nature washes all the strife as her loving children tell their charming story. From dust,expands her index of Creation Oh dear traveler,remember this must Her endless toils,a glowing inspiration In Africa,its Dust to Dust.