A sonnet on the geographical and cultural diversity that defines "Africa in miniature."
From charred volcanic peaks of Mount Cameroon,
To northern plains where Sahel breezes blow,
The forest hums a deep and humid tune,
Where ancient trees and hidden rivers flow.
The "Miniature of Africa" is found,
In every tongue and every tribal dance,
Where highland grass and coastal sands abound,
To give the weary soul a second chance.
The Makossa beat provides the city's soul,
As coffee scents the crisp and mountain air,
A tapestry that makes the vision whole,
With every color that a land can wear.
Between the desert edge and salty sea,
You hold the map of all our history.
We have now journeyed through two dozen nations in verse.
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