As I travelled, the earth seemed round
Now it turns out flat
I’ve become a lurked homebound
Or something like that
I fell for a big mistake
Immigration police went mental
Claimed my bank account was fake
And I dream to settle
In their land of milk and honey
Living secretly
And most likely begging money
Quite vehemently
So I lost my interest
In rounding the earth
No more plans to be a guest
Of the hosts ungenerous
And I couldn’t get to you
Dear love of mine
Now it seems that we both knew
That our truth’s in wine.
Concrete cities of our converted land.
Currencies creeping along, Naira or rand.
This is Africa, should we take a stand?
Helping hands strip rich rocks into their bands.
Debtors demanding for repayment. How grand!
Is this not africa, being exploited by their demand?
Twisted talks just to redeem their brand.
Foolish facades of goodness spoken for our misbrand.
Africa's afro now gripped by a hairband.
The beauty of it all Reduced to nothing.
Patterns of pride are left puffing,
pacing and on their knees before assimilation
pushed them to conformity.
Conformity with the rest of the nation's.
The majority of their dim drab glows.
Just another place, that everyone knows.
The loss of togetherness.
People now ungenerous,
As Africa's silky strands replace her natural beauty.
All the ways you fought to earn a living
The recipes you tried to earn your bread
You found the world to be most unforgiving
Despite the schemes you cooked up in your head
Ungenerous, life took from you instead
Of smiling on you in the act of giving
-I’d hoped for more than this- that’s what you said
Mistaking the material for worth
While every man that stands upon the Earth
Is made up of the substance of the stars
From the moment of the miracle of birth
He gathers memories as he harvests years
And things that seem to happen to your cost
Outweigh the value twice of what you’ve lost.
Your ungenerous heart forbear
Can not understand why
From me a generous reply
As from my easy chair
Face storms of life must them welter
Need warm heart to shelter
Don't understand in life your part
Sometimes wish for release
From stingy ungenerous heart
And go to my grave in peace
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