Come away you savage city girls and boys.
Come away to the natural countryside.
What is it that makes you think you’re civilized?
Your dry urban toil or white collar employ?
That break your bones, waste your days and leave you pain?
Come and feel the sleekness of nature’s valour
Come and see the meekness of the wind’s colour
You have around this place, but so much to gain.

You boast of your club life how you drink and smoke
But you know just how too often you go broke.
You brag of the cars you drive but it’s funny
How you’d take to fright on sighting a donkey.
Your girls think they are as beautiful as they seem
But come and behold a country girl after a swim
No make-up, no sparkling ornaments or lace
Just a soaked wrapper, dangling beads and her face.

You consume too much obscene books and videos
That you know nothing about your inbuilt radio.
You dine with Satan everyday by your ways
Though you never miss a service on church days.
Such is the hypocrisy of city life
And such is the wastefulness of all your strife.
Come away to learn something about nature
And free yourself from urban drill and torture.

There is so much left here for you to enjoy
If only you put your city pride aside
And in quiet, ask yourself the question why  
Why the city seems stripped of all forms of joy.
Come away and eat the freshness of our grains;
Drink from our salinity and get your cure.
Our herbs possess a potency that is sure
And our serenity to soothe your tired brain.