Now It's Your Turn Africa
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Everyone has touched the apex of time,
I see with joy climax of time,
The clock struck all parts of the planet,
Now I listen to the drums and clarinet,
The clock slowly moves but it moves,
Nature is just and honest in grooves,
You remained a victim of worst imperialism,
Exploitation and injustice of ugly colonialism,
Slowly but surely the needle is moving,
The divine weaver is busy in weaving,
A lovely and colorful dress for you,
A happy prosperous redress for you,
You will forget your entire past grievance,
I salute to your nice and great tolerance,
Make preparations for your rimes Africa,
Ahead of you lovely times Africa!
Wish you good luck for the morning bell,
Now it's your turn Africa that I smell.
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