I told them about Africa but they never listened

Theme : " Africa; our spirit, our sound and our colour "

I would compare Africa to lady
Her skin was soft like silk
And her arms down to her legs were like glass and shone each time the sun kissed it
Radiance from it shone like gold
It always looked asif she borrowed her smile from the moon
Her attitude and elegance was calm like the sea
Amongst the beauty of other continents hers ranked the highest degree
She walked amongst them with pride because she was blessed with vast resources
As a mother blessed with children that thought of only love
They walked the earth carrying her noble virtues
Never forgetting the pride of their mother because that was their complexion
Africa lived on..