my song is long
my song is wrong
my song is strong
i dream of song
this is the only song i know
NeHanda and Nefertiti
in pain
sang freedom and regeneration
my song is different
Chaka loved song
when bled he his enemies
my song is different
In Somalia, rivers overflow with human blood
As women and children are sacrificed to the war god
yet my song is no mourning song
my song is different
dreams perish in Darfur
Gods of the savannah
have turned to drinking children's blood
my song is not sorrow
my story is not gory
my song is not indifferent
my song is only an aberration
of sordid human nature
i can only chide
and hope to win back
all those souls
that must never have perished
you see
my song is different
my story must win back that pride
the pride that was Africa
before greed and corruption
penned a foul age
my song will make a difference
my song is different in tone
my song is different in bone
my song is different, is lone
my song is carved in stone!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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