A Duet By: Thee Thermodrasly Khensil (south African) Fuad Opeyemi (Nigerian)
When the worms cries out And our stomach churn painfully Life gave us more, All we do is move on, wasted and rotten away, are Africans π Opeyemi π
Africa,Africa We came from starvation We have pride of working That is why we were made slaves Because when life its tough we handle it π Thermodrasly π
we drip of sweats, Covered in mud Surrounded by terrifying oceans But we dig not further, We could have found more Indeed, life gave us lemon π Opeyemi π
Our Ego wavers, reeking of fear Like stagnant water, we sat African, we move not forward Gold buried deep under But lay down, uncovered π Opeyemi π
Someway some point life can be hard Life its like a wheel that rotates Life needs wisdom Life needs maturity And that is what we lack, Maturity π Thermodrasly π
Sheltered under the shade of tranquil Life throws fishes on our scrawny little hooks Filling up the potbelly of ours, Nature gives us more Greed kicks in, our mouse attempts to rob more of house owner's Life then plunge us into hell, thrashed in the pit of dysphoria π Opeyemi π