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Feb 2015
AFRICA

A land so rich
A land where a settler settled
I call you by name ooh Africa
A land that is so sumptuous and ample
A continent of trait that not only I construe
A land so modest yet cumulate all nations wide
A continent where neighbors endlessly come to go

AFRICA
What do you do when I do?
I have been and still the culprit of your misfortune
I cloak in bargain muteness to clutch your fortune
I depicted that you can’t be on your own for me to smugly
I dish only for myself and replicate to my safe home
I rejoice whilst you last in your decayed land
I scale the degree of my home’s fortune
That definitive its own range whilst you remain wretched

AFRICA
What do you do when I do?
You spectate all my moves without evolvement
You call me master whilst you remain impoverished
You are suppressed by mentally inferior
You dictate your move on my command
Africa awake……Africa awake
mathons bonginkosi mkhontwana
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mathons bonginkosi mkhontwana  mpumalanga naas
(mpumalanga naas)   
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