Sabbath in the savannah

Sunshine all year, so another day is nothing new.
Shade under the boabab… whats for brunch, kudu?
Congregate for a daily lesson from wise old sekuru
He says ‘honor mother nature and she will always provide for you.’

Boys courting beautiful girls with beads around their necks.
Drums beating and a thumb piano in a wooden shell case.
Clear blue skies so we sing songs to summon the rains,
And that is just another sabbath down in the savannah plains.

 

© Heath Muchena, 2010



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