Mama Africa Don'T Cry

Oh Africa Many nations envy you for your productivity Blessed sons and daughters of talents and ability You've shaken the world with powerful potential Your sons have led those who called them Monkeys You are a real giant though you are still asleep That's why waste all your time to weep Why do you always think about overseas? Those envious men do not want to see you It's time you unite and do what you want If you continue worshipping the maker of the guns One time the gunshot will blow all your guts Africa you are so blessed with a protective melanin The immunity of your sons surprised the colony Your land productive and your sons creative Why cry mama Africa Why must you important the clothes they have worn Why can't you see that the ragged is torn Why are you craving for jobs in Dubai Where your sons and daughters work hard to die They call you the black because your skin is dark They don't want at all to be associated with black Until they are killing their own black Footballers are bullied for just being dark Most of your problems come from their land Before they came you didn't know of money Today love for money has brought corruption You girls die on streets 'cause of prostitution You need it to progress Yet it makes you regress They just brought the internet and your youth lost their morals Your administrators were elders, chiefs and king They didn't have the guns but peace they were keeping No curfew and no lockdown, no covid-19 You didn't have to cry that the police is brutal Your meals were healthy and your drugs natural. By Teacher Kevin