In this land of twenty million years and Ishango Bone; the root of man in his original life, in his foremost loss, from the barren drums of home to the brimming terms of literacy, Egypt, Carthage, the Nubian Kingdom, the Great Zimbabwe, Sahel, Hutu and Tutsi now both so scorched in grief! Malawi, Kenya and of Livingston’s Victoria Falls, Lake Victoria; the Nile, its soggy trough beseech! O! Original land, you shall not go! Stay your spirit’s dancing in splendid hope's refrain! O! Children come! Stand upon on the back of eternity and pray for rain! © 2006 mrp/thepoetryman
(The Weaver's Song)