Grasses in the savannah
Africa is blessed with your miracles
And confident in your intimacy
When ailments grip me with cold hands
You stand in defence for me
And sacrifice much to make me live
Herbs that free
Fought for freedom
In Africa, you are respected
Your power can’t be measured
Shared similarities with Whiteman’s drugs
But differing in name
The beauties of Africa
With power to heal
In fearful nights of tams and kpoms
You stand in defence for me
You are on the mountains
And also on the hills
Oh! African grasses!
Though the farmers are out to kill you
Your maker made you stand still
Ever blushing greenness
Oh! African grasses
Where are the irokos if not you?
Africans are blessed with you
Written by: Paul Ndukwo
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
