Beneath African skies the song died
And dusk fell
Fireflies enjoy their dreary flights
Caring not about our pain or mourn
For the one we love is gone
Her voice faded
And heard only beyond the hills of Kilimanjaro
Where Angles croon and fly
Mama Africa Makeba
Fly but remain under African skies
Where your voice, heart and soul sway us to hope
Beneath African skies the song died

Dedicated to Miriam Makeba

Hamilton Odunze

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