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AFRICA'S WAR CRY
I am the screaming voice of Africa
Shouting an irritating message of change
Our nation is enslaved by the beat of poverty,
We can’t stop dancing to the sounds of a starved
generation.
Through vibrations of the lips of an African child
Echoes of an empty stomach are heard,
They introduced economical mentality into our
ways of trade
Now we are an ethnic entity with morals that
fade.
Sometime you have to stay where you are
To get to where you want
It’s not a matter to doubt
But a motive to survive the drought
Shouting an irritating message of change
Our nation is enslaved by the beat of poverty,
We can’t stop dancing to the sounds of a starved
generation.
Through vibrations of the lips of an African child
Echoes of an empty stomach are heard,
They introduced economical mentality into our
ways of trade
Now we are an ethnic entity with morals that
fade.
Sometime you have to stay where you are
To get to where you want
It’s not a matter to doubt
But a motive to survive the drought
Published 21st May 2015
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