For Us, Who Dare Not Dare

Be me a Pharaoh Build me high pyramids of stone and question See me the Nile at twilight and jaguars moving to the slow cool draught. Swim me Congo Hear me the tails of alligators flapping waves that reach a yester shore. Swing me vines, beyond that baobab tree, and talk me chief Sing me birds flash color lightening through bright green leaves. Taste me fruit its juice free-falling from a mother tree. Know me Africa.