Djuma
Posted by Poet mistress | Posted in | Posted on Friday, February 26, 2010
Have you ever just wanted to disappear????
Africa awaits like a lover. Calling to me in my dreams
I need the freedom of Safari.
In the Swahili language this means journey
I keep looking over my shoulder, wondering when can I go
To get back Home, from which we all came from………..
Karula leopard queen of Djuma looks in defiance at the rising sun
Creating a safe environment for her sons to call home
Impalas scatter across the plains in synchronous almost as if they are one
Do you hear the beat of the African Drum
My heart pumps the jembe rythym through my blood
Like Pieter’s love for Lieschen
African sunsets will be eternal
Africa awaits like a lover. Calling to me in my dreams
I need the freedom of Safari.
In the Swahili language this means journey
I keep looking over my shoulder, wondering when can I go
To get back Home, from which we all came from………..
Karula leopard queen of Djuma looks in defiance at the rising sun
Creating a safe environment for her sons to call home
Impalas scatter across the plains in synchronous almost as if they are one
Do you hear the beat of the African Drum
My heart pumps the jembe rythym through my blood
Like Pieter’s love for Lieschen
African sunsets will be eternal
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