Say No To Xenophobia
I saw an angry African tower over a bleeding brother
I saw a by-passer look on, with little bother
I saw a neighbour inflict a new scar and a blister
I heard a woman’s yelling silence a pleading sister
A foreign accent crying out for help
A cry drowned out by indigenous mob’s blame
A mob that takes over our conscience and the sense of self
As an innocent life is buried in stones and torched in a flame
This can’t be Africanism
It can’t be humanism
Where are the smiles that draw us together?
Where are the smiles that mean warm words we don’t need to utter?
The rhythm of our continent is in the songs and drums
Don’t let it succumb to the swords and guns
Don’t fight a brother, fight for your stolen history
Don’t fight a sister, fight against the distorted identity
Don’t fight a brother, fight against the colonial legacies
Poor against poor, does not kill inequality
Black against black, does not bring diversity
African against African, does not yield self determination
We defeated the same oppression
That sought to divide our nations
Africa has one soul
Africa has one voice
Africa has one choice
To unite and continue to walk in freedom
Into a beautiful Africa, a home with many homes
Say no to Xenophobia
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