So long, So far away Is Africa. Not even memories alive Save those that history books create, Save those that songs Beat back into the blood- Beat out of blood with words sad-sung In strange un-Negro tongue – So long, So far away Is Africa.Subdued and time-lost Are the drums – and yet Through some vast mist of race There comes this song I do not understand This song of atavistic land, Of bitter yearning lost Without a place – So long, So far away Is Africa’s Dark face. So long,
So far away, Yet the drums still Beat long and low Of a people Taken from their native land Of songs sung again Of a history Being rewritten. Hope all is well and the weekend treated you kindly.
Peace, Tenthltr2u |
So often do many of us forget our heritage. The Tigris and the River Euphrates, the cradle of civilization. Assimilation into another society offers no hiding place for those who run. No matter how often we forget, Mother Africa has a way of coming back, a way of reminding us, a way of making us remember from whence we came. Thanks. Peace.
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Africa as a place is so far away. But the Africa the runs in our blood, skin, hair, walk or strut forever leaves her stamp upon us even if we don’t acknowledge her investment in us.
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Just a general comment to those of you who were kind enough to repsond to this post. We have such a rich history beyond what most of our young people are aware of today. But in our attempt to assimilate into western society we have lost much of who we are and given in to what others would like for us to be.
Thanks for your comments,
Peace,
Tenthltr2u
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can someone paraphrase this poem?
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i need help for my english class
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As a former teacher I don’t want to do your homework for you but this is how I responded to some previous comments on this poem that might be helpful.
“Just a general comment to those of you who were kind enough to respond to this post. We have such a rich history beyond what most of our young people are aware of today. But in our attempt to assimilate into western society we have lost much of who we are and given in to what others would like for us to be.”
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me tooooo!
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i need someone to paraphrase this poem plssss?
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This poem is great i just need someone to explain more in a more easier way to get the hang of whats going on.
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hi
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Olá do Brasil aqui ..:):) Im speechless. Este é um blog excelente e muito atraentes também. Grande trabalho! Isso não é de facto muito vindo de um editor amador como eu, no entanto todos os seus posso dizer depois de mergulhar em suas mensagens. Gramática e vocabulário bom. Já não como outros blogs. Você realmente reconhecer o que você está falando aproximadamente também. Tanto que você me fez querer explorar mais. Seu blog tem crescer para ser um trampolim para mim, meu amigo.
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I believe that what is trying to be said in this poem is that when your away from your normal environment you are going to become a different person and you won’t neccessarily forget who you are or where you came from, but you won’t encounter the same expirences or problems with a different society.
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