Mama Africa

Yes Mama Africa, Mama Africa. I am the birther of life. Giver of nourishment. In my womb I cradle the nation. Arms out stretch I love beyond blood Tears, and sweat I hold the glue to the system of family And yet some step on my existence Degrading the title of wombman Just remember it is I who felt you Through the canal My nile valley between my thighs Dripped in my blood and mucus You came forth And took your first breath The cry of a warrior Getting ready for its first fight I am Mama Africa, Mama Africa