Different Countries, But Still Children From The Soil Poem by Karel Maans

Different Countries, But Still Children From The Soil



Different countries, but still children from the soil

Lord creator of heaven and earth
Thank you for the beauty of our land
This is for sure Africa is in Your hands

Open spaces far a field, pureness of thee eye
Countries shape like a puzzle on your belly
Rich in diamonds, gold and iron
We love this nature, we love this land

Pink, green, blue and yellow
colours from thee flowers
All created by YOUR hands all in shape none out of place
We are the children from this land
Mother Africa, we are the children from your soil

Like tears rolling down my eyes
So does God, pouring out blessings of rain down from the sky
Wetting the core of thee earth and depths of her heart
Mother Africa, we are the children from your soil

She brings forth food with love from her soil
Providing for the needs of all
Mama africa we are the soil from your belly
Children of Africa


Blessings to our God
Blessings to our King
We as the off spring of Africa
Thank you Lord for everything

For the beautiness of this land
Africa and all is in your hand
Countries far away devided by oceans and borders of shame
We are the children from your soil
Mama Africa, oh Africa
We are the children from the soil
AFRICA, AFRICA

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The story is about Africa, her riches and children of her soil.All though on different countries devided by oceans and borders, we all are children of the soil.Poem was written by me today 07/05/2013
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