Dream on all ye decedents of Kunta Boldly go wherever you dared to go Be happy ,sing aloud Hakunamatata Dream of the precious gems of Congo Dream on Africa ,Dream Mr .Kenyatta .
Dream on all ye daughters of Africa Undulate all your rounded backsides Dance on all you dark ebony women Yes,for you’re truly Mandingo brides Dream Africa ,Dream Sarah Baartmann
Play on ye blessed children of Africa Gallop wild like the stripped Zebras Jump just as Masais in nature’s arena Yes Indeed you’re all Timbuktu’s divas Dream Africa ,Dream Sundiatta Keita .
Dream about all of Africa my brothers Be traditional and maintain our culture But remain loving to our beautiful sisters For in their wombs lies Africa’s future Dream on Africa ,Dream ye sons of Algiers .
It was your integrity at the time of ubiquitous pain of separation, you want to move the home away from home coming to terms with the trauma your shadow was not following you playing dead nuzzling the earth, racing to
alone in my bed I lay still not able to pray I close my eyes to a world unknown cobwebs etched in the very fabric of my existence alone helpless with demonic bites viscous fangs with long stemmed dripping blood
A dream… Always like a stained past An unknown future A brimming river which dominates And takes you wherever it wants Doubtful, Undecided and Dark Sometimes sweet.. sometimes bitter Sometimes cute.. sometimes harsh Incredible yet uncontrollable Fantastic yet unpredictable A
Ignorant of limit, free of bond Virtuous foolishness, night-less dream All pervading, all purifying You are the pounding of the heart And the gushing of the blood You are the pain of separation And the exhilaration of tryst The sighs,