you did not know you were Afrika br br When you set out for Afrika br you did not know you were going. br Because br you did not know you were Afrika. br You did not know the Black continent br that had to be reached br was you. br br I could not have told you then that some sun br would come, br somewhere over the road, br would come evoking the diamonds br of you, the Black continent-- br somewhere over the road. br You would not have believed my mouth. br br When I told you, meeting you somewhere close br to the heat and youth of the road, br liking my loyalty, liking belief, br you smiled and you thanked me but very little believed me. br br Here is some sun. Some. br Now off into the places rough to reach. br Though dry, though drowsy, all unwillingly a-wobble, br into the dissonant and dangerous crescendo. br Your work, that was done, to be done to be done to be done.