A Nightmare Where Beauty Abounds
Ooh DRC, DRC where are you?
You’re the most beautiful country in the world
You have all the resources
Your minerals abound
Your country is full of life’s necessities
Europe exists because of you
Asia, America lives because of you
You have a beautiful heart
Yet your actions are reckless
You are foolish
You are careless
You are mad
You make people rich, but only a few
You make people look beautiful, but most are scared
You make the world a comfortable place to live
Yet hell for those born on your soil
Where are you? Do you not see?
Your children are crying
Your children are dying
Your children are running from you
They have been ripped from their mother’s arms
Your husband is foolish
He is blinded by greed
You are lost
Just listen to the cries of your children
They will lead you home
By Ferdinand Nyembo.
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