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Big Mama Africa Poor Mama Africa, Madiba has gone. Remember his dream & move forward, as one. Don't let his dream be put down & forgotten; by the schemes of the greedy, the rogues & the rotten. Dear, big Mama Africa, your beautiful indeed and rich enough to give your children, all that they need. So why is there such poverty, starvation and despair? There's wealth enough to go around, if everyone would share. But those who can, horde riches, far more than they need. Denying their own people, with selfishness & greed. You must get together and speak, with one voice. Across the land, shout your demand; unite and then rejoice. Briz 9/12/13
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Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 3:15 AM UTC
Big Mama Africa
Big Mama Africa Poor Mama Africa, Madiba has gone. Remember his dream & move forward, as one. Don't let his dream be put down & forgotten; by the schemes of the greedy, the rogues & the rotten. Dear, big Mama Africa, your beautiful indeed and rich enough to give your children, all that they need. So why is there such poverty, starvation and despair? There's wealth enough to go around, if everyone would share. But those who can, horde riches, far more than they need. Denying their own people, with selfishness & greed. You must get together and speak, with one voice. Across the land, shout your demand; unite and then rejoice. Briz 9/12/13
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Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 3:15 AM UTC
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