People always wanted to know who I was and where I am from, here is a little bit of my history… I am no way an Indian although I am an Indian Citizen by birth.

They call it by far the dark continent,
They hunted the people out there.
They took them away from their native land,
Made the slaves out there.

But in the land were many treasures,
From life to nature you see.
They were by far the sound of nature,
The beautiful mystery.

You had out there the animals,
The ones unique to the race.
You have the cheetah and the lion,
They walk the world at pace.

They are by far the animal kings,
They are the superstars.
They love the music and yes by far,
They are nature’s gifted fast car.

For if I were given a chance to live out there,
I would by far see the land for free.
To reach out to the people out there,
For I love their culture you see.

My mum was born and raised in Africa,
She has their rich culture.
She is the the one who taught me of the land,
The beauty of the people and carricature.

I always the highest respect for their beautiful race,
They bring the anthems of joy in me.
Through life, music, teachings and love and peace,
But above all their concern for the human reace.

They by far have a rich heritage,
The one filled with magic.
Why I am drawn out there,
Till date defies all logic.

I was told by a wiseman from far,
I had my roots out there.
I was the Queen and he was the priest,
And I lived many lives out there.

My grandmothers calls me Cleopatra,
Because of my upturned nose.
Another told me I was a cat,
Because of my walk of grace.

I by far love my hair short,
And am very fond of Aloe.
I believe it is age defying,
And helps the skin to glow.

For Cleopatra ruled the world that way
With her magical library.
How she cried when it burned away,
Created her dark history.

For what is life without books you see,
There is no knowledge left.
There are no stories left for the world to see,
Life of the past to the present is bereft.

Today the world does stake its claim on the huge library,
But what they forget is that they plundered and raid,
That was by far the land well read, the beautiful Land of Mystery,
It was the seat of civilisation they say, the beginning of life’s history.

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