Africa Caryatids II

Africa’s caryatids, three pillars strong, In their grace and beauty, a timeless song, Shouldering the weight of history long, Africa’s caryatids, where they belong.

With strength like marble, sculpted by time, In their eyes, stories of an ancient climb, Each one a masterpiece, in its prime, Africa’s caryatids, a rhythm in rhyme.

Their backs straight, against the winds they stand, Rooted in the soil of their motherland, In their essence, heritage grand, Africa’s caryatids, hand in hand.

From the Nile’s flow to the Savannah’s breeze, Their spirits dance, with ancient ease, African queens, in regal decrees, Africa’s caryatids, history frees.

In their hands, the wisdom of ages past, In their hearts, the love that forever lasts, Africa’s caryatids, a steadfast cast, In their presence, the future casts.

So let us honor them, in every way, In their grace, let reverence sway, For Africa’s caryatids, here to stay, In their strength, Africa’s pride will display.