Roar of Freedom

From the far-flung reaches of the Sahel, Where the sun kisses the earth and sets, The land of Zulu, Opobo, Musa, and Mandela, Home to Cleopatra and Ramses, I bathe in the dunes of the Sahara, Walking the path of the Masai Mara, Climbing Kilimanjaro, swimming Oya and Osun, All the way to the banks of the Nile. I’m an Oba , a lost one in the wilderness of monumental slayer I’m a man, a lion in the scorching Savannah I’m a liar, living in Denial In denial, I rise, as the sun rises, To live, as the lion lives, To roar, as the earth roars, To be free, as the Sahara is free.