I am Africa

I am the father the empire
Of crowns and thrones, light of fire
A no match for no men alive
As handsome won't be another man alike

Regrets collide mistakes like fathers
Love is evil I gave many mothers
I was a boy before a man emerged
To an image of a great people sabotaged

For a fearsome face by a smart face
Of envy and all evilness on trays
Served ways to dividing and conquering
Peace in-between mothers went conjuring

Leaving I the great oak confused
So branchless and my wealth juiced,
For greed will never have Africas
By virtu royalty is loyal to Africas.