Oh our home!
In Harmony we were
A beautiful bride beaming with pride
Until strangers sailed into our shores
With gunpowder and that devilish steel raiding our ports

I remember the gallantry of our brethren in the west
Our colony they defended to their best
But that year albeit our bravery
our home became their nest
Oh!, later we realised that our once cherished home was long lost before their invasion
At a secret banquet in Berlin

In our Defeat, those Trojans became our leaders
Marshalling orders from their queen and muting our traditional kings
Our affairs they continued to administer
Their teachings became the inevitable substitute to our culture, practice and pride
Our Delicacy we began to chastise

They called it being civilised
and in exchange we paid with the heads of brethren
Who became toys as they toiled to grow our resources on their lands
Till today, many never came back to behold our once cherished home

Enough is enough we said
Our literacy had grown so we used our voice
We fought another war but this time not with guns but with words
I remember the rallies at night
Comrades dancing round the bonfire graciously bright
We were fed up, our home we wanted
And in ninety-sixty we got back lost cherished home

It's fifty-nine years now
Oh!, Our hard fought redemption tastes vile
Our homes remain shattered
Our brethren have turned neo-colonial murderers
We have become our own captives
The cries of hunger and poverty is now normal
Yet we live in abundance
Ill wealth we now cherish
even those gotten with human heads

Our home is now like  dinosaurs, gradually going into extinction
An extinction caused by sheer greed for power fame and influence
We have become blind to unity, peace   happiness and good
Oh!, our shattered home
Is in dire need of another redemption