The Time Is Now
The time is now
Beautiful mother/
I am deeply sorry/
The sea from your eyes/
Tells people more about/
The treatment you're given/
Mother you 've all /
all quantities of a woman/
You possess diamond/
gold, rubber, timber, Oil/
Natural resources 're all yours/
I thought money shines people/
Your color cannot be identified/
It can't be seen in day and at night/
You appear very old mother/
With all the money/
You can't build shelters/
For yourself up to now/
The farms had harvested/
Nothing to feed your children/
They tirelessly beg for food/
Mother stop the droplets/
In your eyes and address/
This concern of mine/
For how long 'll rainfall/
Who do you expect to baby you/
Who will listen to your cry/
Eons ago you're still weeping/
Mother darkness hangs over you/
Tears had given you nothing/
Block the river from flowing/
Dry it mother and stand up/
Bath with confident/
Rise up! Rise up! Rise up! /
Sankara/African pen
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