MOTHERs PLIGHT They came as mere TRADERS, we aceptd wit our - TopicsExpress



          

MOTHERs PLIGHT They came as mere TRADERS, we aceptd wit our HAT, Didnt knw they wre INVADERS, Wanting to set us APART. They veil under cruel CLOAK, Holding their culture nd a KNIFE, soon as dusk says the CLOCK, condemnation they brought our LIVE. AFRICA! Hre in the EAST, Traped in bream SEGREGATION, By thse foreign BEAST, Cald D white DOMINATION. They tok our tradition nd PRIDE, Nd gve us their CULTURE, By takin us 4 a RIDE, Wt distres nd TORTURE. AFRICA under weeps nd boots we NEST, like Mandela nd THION GO, North south east nd WEST, Under humilatn they GROW. Lik grass upon a LAWN, Our hope nd passion WITHERED, Alas! Many of us hs GONE, Deprived, tumbled nd BATTERED. AFRICA The achitects of our PROBLEM, Tradin our childrn nd DREAMS, Now we nest in THRALDOM, Hopeless we all SEEM. We labor, yet remain STAGNANT, Lik a river dat hs nowre to GO, Bt i knw Africa is PREGNANT, Wt a child i dont KNOW. O AFRICA, we claim livin DEAD to earn a plsnt PAY as we tangle in deep DREAD, awaitin redemption DAY. IK.
Posted on: Sat, 12 Jul 2014 10:35:12 +0000

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