Sonnet: "Nights of Black Africa"
In nights profound, where shadows dance and play,
Black Africa's stars become a twilight sea.
The _iroko_ trees like sentinels of old sway,
Whispering secrets to a world in harmony.
The savanna roars with creatures' midnight choir,
While Lagos tech-hubs turn the digital tide.
In Addis heights, a coffee story's told in fire,
In Accra streets, _highlife_ beats won’t hide.
From Maghreb dunes to Congo’s emerald heart,
Her nights hold mysteries, art, and science part.
Dreams unfurl like kante strings in the dark,
Black Africa — where tradition and sparks entwine start.
And when dawn breaks, her peoples write new lines.
In black soil beats a continent's many designs.
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