I fear they will abandon me
Like ghosts who come to taunt, then flee
My memories are haunting me.
I lie here in the dark with them
Recalling them, harassing them.
The freedom that was mine back then.
I lie here in the dark with them.
My path is not my own, I know
It’s His – He takes me where I go
But Africa, I miss you so
My path is not my own, I know.
The tears may form and fall, at will
I’ve no control of memories, still
The spring calls, like the whippoorwill
The tears may form and fall, at will.
A future lies ahead for me –
New days, new dawns, a legacy –
Uncertain as the days may be
A future lies ahead for me.
So take me – body, mind, and soul
For any purpose, path, or goal
That you will set. Just tell me, tho –
And use me – body, mind, and soul.