We Are Close

They say we are close Yet don't live together. They say we are close But killing one another They say we are close By the ties that bind us By religion and faith, And images that blind us. When in reality We are crying in shame Obsessed by fame To be part of a game that divide us They say we are close But that's a lie When they stab and shoot And on the street they die From across the world we can see The yolk that binds us in depravity The wealth that's taken from our land By the robbery of assets from the motherland We have the gold , diamonds and land But we have not the common sense To unite as one and share a pride In helping a brother or sister That's cast aside The streets of London Were paved with gold That's another lie, We were told For as we followed the pied piper to their land, How much of the bigotry, did we understand? How much hatred was in store When the inn was opened But we were faced With a bolted door To opportunities If Martin Luther had a dream So do I, but what does it mean? To abandon forced doctrine, and unite Around the motherland And make things right With your brothers and sisters In far off lands Africa, Brazil, the Caribbean With a helping hand Sharing a love Make things right Share resources And stop the flight In confusion, delusion, hatred and strife Lets start a new era And get things right