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5 10 15 20 25 30 35 40 45 50 55 60 65 | O Africa, my Africa Land of Proud Ancestral Spirits I have never known you But your blood flows in my veins Your beaufiful, black blood flows in my veins O Africa We come to pay homage to you, our Motherland We have come as your sons and daughters To honour you To adore you To worship you To pay homage to you In paying homage to you, Mother Africa We want to tell your story That great story that begins with the beginnings of all mankind All humanity This is your story, Africa For you are the beginning of all Things Of all philosophies All ideas All sciences You, yes, you are the beginning of them all Yet You are abused Condemned Insulted Your enemies say you created nothing You have given nothing to humanity They forget that you Yes, You, Africa, are humanity In spite of all your greatness, Mother Africa You stand today, an infant A weakling, a pitiful shadow of yourself After all of your inventions After all of your conquests, Africa After all and all With all your wealth – Your gold Diamond Iron Your oil Spices With all of your sunlight And your age Yes, your age They call you Dark and Young Yes Dark and Young You were, Mother Africa, before Man was And yet, they call you Young We said We came to sing praise to you To pay homage to Africa We are not here to moan To complain Yet, because you are a contradiction Your story is a contradiction In praising you We also moan for you And your lost glory But we must tell your story Tell it all So that future generations of Africans Will never forget your agonies Your pains Your defeats Your victory And the impending redemption of your majestic past. |
Khasu, Kona. "Homage to Africa." Black and African Writing: A Festac Anthology. Ed. Theo Vincent. Lagos: The Centre for Black and African Arts and Civilization, National Theatre, 1981. 153-154.
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