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AFRICA

AFRICA! AFRICA!! AFRICA!!!

Indeed born to be great among continents,
left her glory to ambrace ashes,
years of slavery, just to teach her to fetch.
freedom at last she gained,
freedom at last meant not so much,
seeing she went through so much to gain it,
eventually, freedom came.
t;was indeed a freedom, freedom, freedom
indeed, freedom to enslave fellows
freedom to exhibit the sheer wickedness in the coloured skin
freedom to amast selfish wealth
greatness is lost...
boredom she found,
freedom turned into free-doom.

oh great God...
please have mercy on us,
we never wished ouyrselves well,
little should we say of our fellows,
it had been in us through slavery
selfishness has been our drive
great gain to our closest two pockets
deliver us from this evil
our heart is far gone into destruction
contentment, they say is a great gain
we've always wanted everything for ourselves
oh great God...
Deliver her

can she be great again?
seeing she've gone so far in destroying dreams
killed so many innocent and sacrified them on blood altars
fun is how she sees destruction
days, months, years, decades have gone while she stray from glory
never have she wanted the truth to be told
the truth decays in the market, lies she buys so expensively,
till when shall we continue in this mess,
seeing it deprives her of her great glory,
wandering in the wilderness of shame and yet no regret's seen on her

happy she looks by the day,
she suffers alot deep inside of her
pretence and avoidance of deliverance is what she does
she now fears the truth and attempts to kill at the surface of a flash
her saviours are gone far into the west
deserted of the real thing in her doom'
deliverers now take to their heels
for theirs a penalty for any attempt of deliverance,
so great is the penalty
the handful that attempted if failed woefully
not them, but africa herself
unready for her brionging forth.

God, great God, great great God...
send forth deliverers
mighty enough to conquer her vices
strong enough to defeat her evil perpetrators
powerful enough to lay hold of victory.
send saviours... for we her humble inhabitants cry out
we have suffered enough from our too strong evil men,
they lay claim on us as slaves
enslaving fellow countrymen
putting great bondage on our fainting neck,
pushing us through hell,
we beg thee oh great God... senm thou men of trained hearts
men who fear thy name and reverence thy word
men who obey thy will and thy commandments,
we pray thee oh great God... send us redeemers.


                        Osunkoya O.A.

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