Taken from the “I Love Africa” Collection

Though they may bring to your face only sadness and sorry 
let not your heart grow cold nor your mind narrow
When smiling no longer does the job of healing 
and not even the goodness of memories can stop 
your enemies your joy, from stealing 
When all your tomorrows amount to nothing more 
than one endless pain
And your last of treasures, your Mona Lisa, now lays victim 
of their stain

I’ll be here to be your ray of hope your last stop 
your train from nowhere to destination cope
Let not your heart be troubled nor your eyes grow weary
Life remains our most precious gift
Its secrets unfolds only when shared to defeat our 
collective misery 
And then suddenly the sun is as bright as ever it was
knowing that behind it all 
the stars await your arrival as we finally return to 
another glorious nightfall

Oh glorious morning how long I’ve not seen your face
Let me have the patience to greet my enemies with grace 
Let not my anger overcome me though I know it’s still within me
Grant me the wisdom to walk away knowing if not they’ll never let me be
When I was a child I could not see
but now I am with the age of understanding what a blessing to know you’ve always been here beside me