I Am An African

    Wild Africa

    2012

    I. Awareness

    Africa wakes up, hungry
    She prowls in packs and preys
    She wakes up wild and wary
    And hides in herds to graze

    Lurking low, Africa waits
    She leaps out with surprise
    She sets her traps for bait
    And casts her dewy eyes

    Africa takes off, soaring
    She rides on wings and prayer
    She tweets and hoots, imploring
    And swoops down from the air

    Lying still, Africa blinks
    She twitches in her manger
    She shuts one eye and thinks
    She listens out for danger

    II. Renewal

    Baking sun and bright blue skies
    Tinder sparks to flame
    Blazing grass and fearful eyes
    Of creatures wild and tame

    Thunderbolts and flashing cloud
    Torrential rain and flood
    Quenching pools and splashing shroud
    Roll-playing in the mud

    Pitter-drops and patter-sounds
    Amidst the mist and showers
    Blossom-bursts and splatter-grounds
    All painted bright with flowers

    Mating calls in season’s heat
    New playgrounds for the young
    Rhyming with new reason’s beat
    Fun frolics in the sun

    III. Diversity

    Africa, stretching far and wide
    Herds migrate with season’s tide
    Hippos snort, crocs lie in wait
    Most survive, some meet their fate

    Africa, living wild and free
    Monkeys swing from tree to tree
    Warthogs squeal and lions roar
    Dolphins leap and eagles soar

    Africa, teeming great and small
    Lank giraffes and bugs that crawl
    Zebras mix with wildebeest
    Hyenas laugh while vultures feast

    Africa, joining earth and sky
    Gorillas nest and springboks fly
    Elephants rumble, wise as sages
    Life joins life across the ages

    IV. Freedom

    Rising from the dusty plain
    With hope in every burst of rain
    This land of everlasting strife
    This Africa, our source of life

    Breaking out of rusty chains
    With wildness flowing in her veins
    This land where all creation roam
    This Africa, our common home

    Reaching out across the years
    With echoed genes and veils of tears
    This land of skulls and mystery
    This Africa, our history

    Forever feral, never tamed
    With restless destiny unnamed
    This land of the eternal child
    This Africa, forever wild

    — Wayne Visser