Africa
AFRICA
All eyes look at her,
All spears, arrows pointed at her,
All fingers point at her,
All what shows direction,
Yes the explorers, they want to rape her.
Your culture is very rich,
Don’t spice your richness,
Don’t put pepper in your soup,
It will spoil the broth,
Yes keep your culture to yourself.
Don’t swallow vinegar,
Don’t lose your virginity,
Keep it for your husband,
Your great grandmothers did,
Yes your richness got retained.
They came as preacher, explorers and inventors,
They spoilt the minds of your sons,
How horrible they raped her in face of you,
Now the sons of her raping her,
Yes she is crying you stop.
Cry for preservation of culture,
Cry of the oak, stop deforestation
Cry of bribery, stop corruption,
Cry of pollution, preserve your environment,
Let’s all make it a better place to live.
Copyright © Mukumbu Munyasya | Year Posted 2014
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