Of many patterns,
Of many colours
There exist our pride
The colour of our land
The sound of our drum
Rhythm of our music
Beauty to our dance
Within exist our tradition
It cut across her continent
From Accra to Conakry
in Ibadan and Dakar
Nairobi, so also Bamako
To boarder of Abidjan
Exported to Cairo
Sold out in Addis Ababa
Cotonou her colour
Johannesburg love hers
Kampala gave hers a name
So beautiful, Elegance
Our pride! Our cloth!
Ankara- The African Wax Print .
©midemoris
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