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They are the scatterlings of Africa
Each uprooted one
On the road to Phelamanga
Beneath the copper sun
And I love the scatterlings of Africa
Each and every one
In their hearts a burning hunger
Beneath the copper sunAnd we are scatterlings of Africa
Both you and I
We are on the road to Phelamanga
Beneath a copper sky
And we are scatterlings of Africa
On a journey to the stars
Far below we leave forever
Dreams of what we were
Hawu beke Mama-ye! Mama-ye!Lyrics by Johnny Clegg and Savuka.
iScatterlings.com is a dumping ground for my rants and calmer blogs about ENGAGE, business management and the lack thereof, health, blogging, writing and interesting stuff.
Sometime in the future, you might even get a half decent self-penned theory out of me!
My name is Rob. As a child, my backyard was the sandunes of the world’s oldest desert, the Namib in Namibia and its snakes, scorpions, tiger eyes and agate stones, Bushmans’ candle and absolute freedom let my imagination run riot.
Contact me at:robert@iscatterlings.com
