The suns of Africa, rising above the skies, a symbol of a new dawn. A diamond and Israel yet uncovered, clothed in much hidden glory. An envy of the traveler, a myth and a hope for a new generation. Enchanting velds sprawled across the lands in sheer magnificence, exuding sensuality with the vigor of a well adorned Adonis, yet with the gentleness of a new born. A virgin to the newcomer, a dice in the hands of the envious. A symbol of power and life. Darkness may overshadow yet Africa glows still, the dark beauty prevails. A beauty that can be held with a simple mind, a star that captivates a people.
Africa, my land, beauty and creativity at its best. A place where ululating and dancing still sounds of joy and laughter. Africa, the suns of Africa
