Mansa Musa, the emperor of Mali
Had a calling from Allah one morning.
From Timbactu to Mecca he sailed
On the sand with camels and slaves.
On his way gold coins he rained
That world went insane over this African state.
These men moved in such scale on sand
That one could see them till the end of land
A trade post in the center of a desert
Had all the money that world could possess
Now all those riches lie beneath sand.
Mali is now just a poor wasteland.

- Adi