Cry of Africa

CRY FOR AFRICA Throw me the dough to survive the jungle The mastery of persistent i tangle Call not away from the basin sides Am a believer that rain of blood is near Who will carry our lamp For it is a travel through the forest Never fly away my faith For there is where my hope lives The wail of my citizen roars I hear the bleed of their souls Longing for bread these miscreants promised Yet another peck we are wooed with Our flourish is buying offshore to shine Making our tarry last forever You make our offspring hustler they call it Turning this garden to jungle A mere contest to a competition Even in this walk of shame ; Your speech is preach churchy Only for your decisions to be like taut with a head I will call not for cry no more Emancipation is what i await to plough our history Naming our bastards with the tag nemesis How long will passing by continue Filming the rape of our spoil They argue only for who to take next round ; On our laxity the ignorance we embraced Waiting always on the queue again because of peanuts No wonder we are treated like peasants The hate our oloriburuku politicians had showered Another party plan we are always Only to see our gains catering for their oyinbo brothers from another mother I wonder how their bloodline share their identity Sorry, i forgot we are too stupid to know when to cross the line Stop the crying Africa ; And bury the ignorance you bought from them Never is a denial Do it now , the revival that will wipe your tears. poet : oluremi samuel