Gallop, steep thickly forested gullies where black and white colobus Rolling hills eight thousand feet above sea level where we used to Islands travelling serenely on the blue waters of Lake Victoria, vast Surrounded by fields of waving maize and millet, papyrus floating Skies, plains of golden grasses as far as the eye can see, conical huts As I look back on my childhood I see immense blue And for those of us who once lived there the wordĬreates a turmoil of pictures and emotions similar to memories of a pastĪnd passionate love affair. Impis well drilled and terrible elephants under the fever trees "A scenic heaven of which man had made a hell."
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