From the ashes rose Africa,
A phoenix of pure sunlight.
Its vast wings of antiquity,
spread out across the continent:
A mother’s arms shielding its
newborn from an Imperialist Sun.
Flying high above the countries
once ravaged with war,
Its blinding beauty was a reminder
of its once great past.
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Kimba!
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thanks dude just re wrote it and slimmed it down…..keep up the revolution !
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