Across the Serengeti  
The fierce maned lions roared
Lands of the dark continent will soon be no more
The tusked grey elephants roaming few in number
Will exist only in legend and lore

The ancient rich soil
Ripped apart and torn
Thick oil
Poison shiny and deadly
Washes up on pristine white shores

Black deep tunnels
Punctured and violated the ground
For the shiny chunks of yellow gold desired by man
The glittering priceless diamond  stones

People unwillingly forced from their lands
By many foreign companies insatiable greed
Are growing with anger and resentment
The beginning of revolutions seed

Cleanse the evil infiltrating  your country
If need be charge them with high crimes
Allowing Africa to retain its stately beauty
It has possessed since the beginning of time

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Jan.10, 2014