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I have no resentment whatsoever, waking up to dawn, the rich golden sky filled with many expectations, hope and desire. What are my plans for the day? I cannot till the ground, less my labor be in vain. Feeling the heat of day and consoled by the coolness of night, maybe I will go hunting, yet how can my conscious live with it, killing the beauty of my home, attraction for my neighbor and love for my friend. I have so much to live for, yet no time to arouse. Unique as I am, for a desert I am called home, for my plantations called craft and food, my wildness is regarded as tourism attraction and clothing. I carry so many and accept so much, oceans are part of me, rivers live by me with roaring splendor of waterfalls, the great Fish River Canyon, marvelous landscape, the incredible towering Mt. Kilimanjaro and wondrous of captivating Pyramids.
Africa, as large as it is from Cape to Cairo, east to west a place called home and comfort to many, filled with glamorous beauty that man kind fail to define yet a lot to be said.
Africa has grown to be come a place that attracts, invite and yet turn away many. A continent made up of 47 countries, known for its polyglot and bombards you with a blend of languages. People tend to fear the war, poverty but yet Africa is believed to believed the richest of the world as being the second most populous and largest. A continent made out of Islands, Land Area, sharing Oceans and located in the center of the world.
Africa, as we say Home sweet Home!
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