A beautiful sunset
In the Afrikan skies
Where the roots of God
Are rooted, not jihad

Before the angels
Report back to Him
They first pass by
Afur'ka and dais

The people who
Posses the soul
Hence, their welcoming
Nature, the jungle is

Friendly to them
Their hue is similar
To that of the Kemet soil
Science need them

More than them needing science
What others see as dirt
An Afrikan child see life
The forest is dear to them

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