Our Relatives Is Our Problems

Our relatives is our problem The colonial empires Has left Africa So we thought that was The beginning of a total redemption We rejoiced cos we thought It was freedom at last We embrace our own Our very own brothers Our very own indigenous relatives What more could we ask for Our relatives is our problem The colonial empires Has left Africa Yet Africa is not free Our very own brothers and sisters Has taken over With the same iron fest Our very own indigenous relatives Is now our own problems They are no different from the strangers They are dark but so different Despite how much we trusted our own Yet our highest pain Come from our very own Brothers and sisters Meant to be the answers To our redemptions.....