Follow me to my motherland, <br />Where everything you see is divine, <br />Pack your belongings and take my hand, <br />And i promise that forever you will be mine, <br />The beauty of the smiling flowers, <br />and the soothing taste of homemade pineapple wine, <br />Will slow these rushing hours, <br />The running fountain stream across my village, <br />There is where we will wait for the the sun to shine, <br />Then then the violet twilight morn will make you forget the mileage, <br />Please let me take you home, <br />And the aroma of the roasted swine, <br />Will make you warm and calm like its there you belong, <br />But if you deny me, <br />My love on you will pine, <br />And never in my life will i be free, <br />Come home with me darling, <br />Then everthing will be just fine, <br />Lets go to my motherland, <br />And the pleasure will all be mine.<br /><br />Shamba Kaunda<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/follow-me-39/
