TO AFRIKA, THE POWERFUL GIANT WHO IS BOUND, TEARS AT HER OWN FLESH AND CAN NOT SEE HER OWN BEAUTY
How long shall we grind our teeth? As old man's bones crack to the beat Of their picks digging white man gold in black man land Afrika mama, you soul is sold
Vuka Afrika Mama Ikati lilele eziko As vultures tap dance on your corrugated iron roof Hyenas point and cackle baring sharpened tooth
All the while you slumbered They shackled you and tore your treasure asunder Now is the time to break free Clear those scales from your eyes so you can see
How long shall we cry these crocodile tears? As the swollen belly babies, eyes filled with fear Watch the queen who bore them, cowered in the corner, face to the ground Battered by the head of the household, asserting his authority No mercy to be found
Zijonge Afrika mama Ubone ubuhle bakho They lied and said your ebony skin wasn't beautiful At all cost remain dutiful Head bowed, queen uncrowned
All the while you doubt yourself There are those who eye and pillage your riches May our united voice bring you to your senses Lest you find yourself stripped naked, while balancing on fences
Expressing my frustration at the current level of dysfunction within Afrika as a whole. There is an accompanying video that is still a work in progress. http://youtu.be/LibStfY-TPc