Oh Africa

Oh Africa Oh Africa
When will thou turn away 
from thy weakedness
When will thou live the past
and face the fact
that our future need to be change now
When will we rise
When will we face our fear inside
When will we change from our selfishness
Oh africa
Rise Oh Rise
Rise before is too late
Rise and pray for a better day
Oh Africa
Who blinded us?
Why cant we see that 
Which need to be fix
We all become very rich 
And become blinded by our own wealth
Oh Africa 
This street is a mess
Why cant we fix that for the best 
Cant we feel this pain on our chest
This is my contry
My birth land
Oh Africa
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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