Cry My Beloved Country
Cry my beloved country...
See mothers sorrowed with
loneliness
Weeping the son slaved to exist
While masters sit crowned on a
scarlet coloured beast
Conquering and to conquer with
deceit
See the land we plough dry
and barren
Giving birth to thorns and
thistles of injustice and conned
democracy
Silencing freedom of speech
Denying children to eat of their
father's struggles bread
While masters drink of our
sweat milk and honey
See our streams in
turbulence flow tears of
anguish
Cried in silence of heart
betrayed by the ballot,
Made captive by the hand that
promised to feed
Peace in freedom of unity
See our dreams in the
thickest of darkness
Haunted by nightmares of
doom
Failing young hearts
Wandering empty streets
barefooted and blistered
Fighting handicapped to exist
See tomorrow of a
generation I beget,
Poverty laden streets rotten of
incurable diseases,
Bullets and bombs sounding the
master's pride
Sucking innocent blood
strength of their existence
Till all that's left is tears we cry.
Copyright © Joshua Munyaradzi Mimana | Year Posted 2012
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