Like morning mist

Written by: bulinya martins

                                         Like morning mist
                                                the tyrants disappear from Africa
                                         Like dew on the grass
                                                they vanish early in the day
                                         Like chaff before the wind of change
                                                they are blown away
                                         The wise leaders serve their people
                                                The foolish ones load it on their subjects
                                         The wise know it for sure
                                                That justice is but their savior