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Array ( [sid] => 119016 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Afrika, my Afrika [time] => 2006-04-26 13:36:05 [hometext] => Another Afrikaans poem. Basically, it's about Africa, past, present and future. [bodytext] =>
Afrika in my, om my, saam my,
is my fondasie, my oorsprong,
my rede hoekom.

Afrika van verskeie nasies,
en kleurvolle tonge.
saam in n land wyd en uitgesprei,
geheg onder vleklose hemel blou.

Afrika, donker Afrika,
haar verlede, vuil bebloed
deur haar kinders se lyding,
generasies van tragiese gebeurtenisse
kwel haar drome.

Maar die nag duur net so lank.

Afrika, my Afrika,
sy is sterk in ligaam en gees,
Afrika struikel na haar voete
temidde dood, vuur en siekte.

Sy staan op en draai haar gesig-
stralende oë gestrand op die horizon,
sy sien hoe die son die nuwe dag inlei,
die begin van die nuwe era verkondig.

Afrika, sy wyer om op te gee,
trotse moeder van ons almal,
Afrika van ewige hoop.
[comments] => 4 [counter] => 294 [topic] => 19 [informant] => Caged Soul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )

Afrika, my Afrika

Contributed by Caged Soul on Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 01:36:05 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

Afrika in my, om my, saam my,
is my fondasie, my oorsprong,
my rede hoekom.

Afrika van verskeie nasies,
en kleurvolle tonge.
saam in n land wyd en uitgesprei,
geheg onder vleklose hemel blou.

Afrika, donker Afrika,
haar verlede, vuil bebloed
deur haar kinders se lyding,
generasies van tragiese gebeurtenisse
kwel haar drome.

Maar die nag duur net so lank.

Afrika, my Afrika,
sy is sterk in ligaam en gees,
Afrika struikel na haar voete
temidde dood, vuur en siekte.

Sy staan op en draai haar gesig-
stralende oë gestrand op die horizon,
sy sien hoe die son die nuwe dag inlei,
die begin van die nuwe era verkondig.

Afrika, sy wyer om op te gee,
trotse moeder van ons almal,
Afrika van ewige hoop.

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Re: Afrika, my Afrika (User Rating: 1 )
by Kellros on Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 01:55:51 PM AEST
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If there's a will there is a way. 'n Boer ken nie van lê nie, hy sal altyd veg vir wat hy in glo. Hy het nog altyd en ek glo wanneer die dag gaan kom sal hy reg wees, hou moed, daars altyd hoop!

Re: Afrika, my Afrika (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 05:19:36 PM AEST
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Afrikaans is an intriguing language. Yet, it would help if you gave an English translation after it, for it's all Greek to some of us.

Keep it up, though. I like to see poems that embrace a different heritage.

Andrew

Re: Afrika, my Afrika (User Rating: 1 )
by FRANCO on Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 09:53:04 PM AEST
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I certainly agree with Mr. Andrew. Hope you understand, there are thousands wanted know what "Afrika your Afrika" is all about. trry and present it as "Our Afrika."
FRANCO

Re: Afrika, my Afrika (User Rating: 1 )
by Caged Soul on Thursday, 27th April 2006 @ 02:10:52 AM AEST
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The hardest thig for me to do is to translate something I wrote into another language, cuz most of the time, some of it gets lost in translation.
Afrikaans, for those who speak it, is a very interesting language, almost poetic in some cases, very metaphorical, so to try to translate something into a nother language sometimes almost feels like a sin.

I am aware that the greater majority of the people here prefer to read english poems, and for that reason I do try to translate any Afrikaans poem I submit to english. It might take a while to get it right, but it is coming

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