In the heart of the Serengeti, under the vast sky,
Where the sun kisses the earth with golden rays,
The drums echo stories of time gone by,
Telling tales of ancient ways.

Adorned in colors that dance with the light,
The people move with grace and pride,
Every stitch in their garments, a history’s sight,
A culture rich and deep as the rolling tide.

Voices rise in a harmonious song,
A chorus of unity, strength, and grace,
Celebrating heritage where spirits belong,
In every village, in every face.

From the rhythmic beats that guide each step,
To the wisdom shared in the elder’s tale,
African culture, a living sep,
Where love and tradition will always prevail.