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Wake Up

The story of the unknown
Has been unravelled
And now the weak, strong and fearless
Have all fled on their heel 
Leaving that blameless child in a shattering state
To fight for his guiltless life
He cried so loud
As the blade of the knife fast approaches
We spit on the grave of our posterities
For telling the hidden stories of our past
To those from the far land
And now they use it as a weapon against us
Our people have all fled our land
The land they once cherished
And fought for with their blood, tears and sweat
Their lives they now carry as golden eggs
Never looking back to dear motherland
The land that once flowed with milk and honey 
But that blameless child in our mud house
Died without knowing the stories of our existence
Dig the grave of our ancestors
Pray their bones come back to life
For they cannot stay in their silence
Pretending all is well with us
They must tell us the hidden stories of our past
Our generation must know the unmodified
Stories of our existence and dwelling
Wake up forefathers of our land
You have slept too long
Wake up and tell us why you sold our hoes and cutlasses
And now our farmlands have lost all its nutrients
Leaving our people hungry
Wake up and tell us why you took cola nut and a bottle of schnapp 
And gave our young gorgeous women into slavery
Wake up and tell us why we now drink from the cup
Instead of the calabash
We have too long stayed in exile
Now is time to return to the home of the forgotten soul
Play the frontonfrom drum
Tune the xylophone 
Jingle the maracas 
Tell the tree fellers to play the flutes
For the sweet melodies our past 
Must welcome us back to the deserted home
Of the forgotten soul
Home is where we belong
For we have long stayed in that far land
Wake up spirits of our ancestors
Wake up posterities of our past
Wake up from your perennial sleep
You have slept in silence for too long.

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