Remember Africa

Do not close your eyes to the land that bore you,
Do not let history tear away your roots.
In your veins flows an ancient river,
An echo of drums, a distant song.

Whether from the Caribbean or the Americas,
From Europe or the islands where the horizon glides,
Remember where your brilliance comes from,
From the warmth of Africa, from the fire that beats.

Before the chains, before the ships,
Before the wind carried your ancestors too soon,
There was a land that was everything,
A generous mother, a gentle sun.

Do not let oblivion pull you from the sand,
From ebony mountains, from relentless rivers.
Your blood is a map, a poem, a cry,
A carved truth, a promised future.

Remember your brothers, your sisters scattered,
By the winds of history, by broken hands.
But together, your roots form a single tree,
A strength that stands, a destiny unshakable.

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