AFRICA MY MOTHERLAND

I am an African youthful and very bold,

Our struggle for freedom the tales I’ve been told,

The African culture to me is like gold,

Africa my motherland you are my pride.

In the hands of the white man we suffered a lot,

Through determination our fore fathers fought,

Through thick and thin our freedom we got,

Africa my motherland you are my pride.

The vegetation around the glamour you can feel,

Glossy and beautiful is the topography down the hill,

Oh my goodness the white man was just a pill,

Africa my motherland you are my pride,

Kenya my country my hands I’ll never fold,

Like those without hope suffering in the cold,

I’ll always stand for freedom and fight till I get old,

Africa my motherland you are my pride.

  By: Otieno Lawrence

                 ©2015