I Am Africa
I am Africa.
I am also of Britian, of Japan, and even the vast Golden Horde
Sweeping over the Russian steppes.
Now, I've never been to Africa --
Nor have any of my ancestors for eons.
Still, I am a British waltz played on an African banjo.
I am Hank and Dizzie - Ella and Patsy.
I'm even Deford Bailey, first star of the Grand Old Opry --
Before ole man Jim Crow told him he was no longer needed.
I am a Miles Davis melody with a Lenon backbeat,
With a Townsend power chord thrown in for good measure.
You see, all the history of mankind is,
Is a giant swapmeet followed by a potluck,
And it's been that way long as there's been people to say "Hello stranger".
So, if you claim not to be of Africa AND Japan AND South Dakota, all I have to say is:
"Welcome to Earth.
It can be overwhelming at first,
But is really quite beautiful."
He Never Felt Her
He didn't feel her crawl into bed.
If he had he would have turned,
Warming her with his smile, but
He never felt her.
He didn't feel her brush his face.
If he had they would have embraced,
And drift to sleep together, but
He never felt her.
He didn't feel the bed tremble with her tears.
If he had he would have whispered,
Love falling from his lips, but
He never felt.
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Submission Name: I Am Africa& He Never Felt Her
