In the shadows of the baobab trees,
Where whispers of ancient tongues reside,
The soil remembers the footsteps,
Of those who came and colonized.

The rivers flow with stories untold,
Of kingdoms that once stood tall and proud,
Now burdened by chains of history,
Their voices silenced in the crowd.

The sun rises over lands reclaimed,
By the children of a brighter dawn,
Yet scars of yesteryears remain,
Etched deep in memories foregone.

Through resilience and defiant hope,
Africa’s spirit endures and thrives,
From the ashes of colonial dreams,
A new era of freedom arises.