A Cry For Africa

We weep, we weep for Africa my homeland The land of my forefathers and great grandmothers Where civilians mercilessy cut each others throats In a fight for economic freedom. Gone are the days of peace and joy Days of love and pity When siblings used to share a locust's head For unity was a powerful tool. Today smoke rise to the skies as ashes return back to ashes Peace is no more and love is lost Pride, greediness and hatred are comfortable in our despair Africa my homeland has become a bowl to spill blood Yes...we weep, we weep for Africa For we are living though life is no more Corruption and evil have taken our land Children kill their parents and parents kill their children Africa my home has become a messful place of torment Where souls are grilled with sorrows and horrors Hope is lost even the future is dark and dull... Doomed and cursed! A prayer we lament; Bless our souls oh Lord we request And hear our cries of bloody tears Be merciful and forgive our sins For we are still your children though sinners!