*Reimagining Africa* *By Poetess Nolal* Africa — not a map, But a melody the stars still hum, A dance in the wind, A drumbeat inside the soul. We are not broken pieces But brilliant mosaics, Woven from dusk and dawn, From every tongue that kissed this soil. Unity is not sameness — It is the river that knows many names But flows one way: forward. We do not beg for light — We are light. We do not chase the future — We are becoming it. Let the world reimagine us? No — let *us* reimagine the world. With the fire of our ancestors, With the seeds in our hands, And the courage in our hearts. We are Africa — Not waiting to rise, But already soaring.