Africa Is Calling (Passionate Breeze) Poem by Audrey Kanyera

Africa is calling, come mwana come.
Ululating village women have their arms open, ready to embrace me.
The cracked, dusty African earth is ready to receive my footprints.
Africa is calling “halala”.

Africa is cheering, come ngwana come.
The sunny skies have opened up and are applauding.
The barefeet village children are ready to run and hug me.
Africa is cheering, ” huya huya”.

Africa is hailing, welcome umtwana welcome.
The tantalizing scent of mealie cobs is drawing me towards motherland.
The dry, savanna mountains have their shadows ready to salute me.
Africa is shouting, “ngiyajabula”.

Africa is singing, hello, child hello.
The beautiful Shona, Xhosa, Ndebele, Venda and Khoisan dialects are alluring.
The men at the market whistle and bow, ready to greet me.
Sele, kwaito, mbakumba, patapata, I’m ready to jive.

Motherland is humming, ngiyakuthanda, keaorata, ndinokuda, I love you.
The sunset is beaming and captivating keen to cuddle me.
The lion, ostrich and zebra will not feed until they say welcome.
The wind is whispering, “mauya”.

Africa is calling, Nature is calling.
The trees are swaying attractively eager to cuddle me.
Motherland is calling, ekhaya is calling.
Kumusha is calling, it has been long.