Africa My Africans
AFRICA MY FATHER’S LAND.
AFRICAN IS AN OLD WOMAN
WHO LIVE IN A SHOE.
SHE HAS MANY CHILDREN
BUT DID’NT KNOW
WHAT TO DO WITH THEM
THAN SACRIFICE TO gods OF THE LAND.
BUT THE COLOURED CAME
AND OFFERRED EDUCATION THAT ACCOMPANIED ESIN-AJOJI.
AFRICANS GLOTONISE ESIN-AJOJI
WHILE THE COLOURED LOSE THE TASTE
THE BLACK MONKEY EMBRACED IT.
ARISE AFRICANS,
BECAUSE YOU ARE NEXT WITH RESPONSIBILITY.
GIVE BACK THE COLOURED
THEIR PROPERTY WHICH WAS KEPT IN YOUR CUSTODY
BECAUSE
THE GENERAL HAS CAMMANDED THE ARMY.
GO YE AND TEACH ALL NATIONS.
AFRICA MY AFRICANS
ARISE TO YOUR RESPONSIBILITY
AND NEVER MIND THE REPROBATE MIND
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