Beneath African skies the song died <br />And dusk fell <br /> Fireflies enjoy their dreary flights <br /> Caring not about our pain or mourn <br />For the one we love is gone <br />Her voice faded <br />And heard only beyond the hills of Kilimanjaro <br />Where Angles croon and fly <br />Mama Africa Makeba <br />Fly but remain under African skies <br />Where your voice, heart and soul sway us to hope <br />Beneath African skies the song died <br /> <br />Dedicated to Miriam Makeba<br /><br />Hamilton Odunze<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-song-died/
