The glorious sun shines on a black land
Rays of hope illuminates fruits of our labour
Whatever was began in our mind in our heart we bind
We are not yet free till we enjoy our own fruits
Western springs promises life but only poison our hearts
Their wells are full of vipers
They sting and kill my people
With lies decorated with deception
My people are prey in jaws of strangers
Their bodies lie lifeless on foreign streets
Better a dead body with identity
Than a man who Can\'t trace his origin
We have believed a lie that we are not worthy
All deadly vaccines are tested on our black skins
All humanitarians slept when help was needed
All refuse find their tracks in our land
Expired cooking oils are sold in our supermarkets
Who cares about black people?
Enemies are our own government
Who is stealing from us?
In the heart of black people there is a still voice
A voice of change and equality
Echoes of sons and daughters of our land crying for change
You can make poison in your labs to kill us
But our voice in our hearts will still echo till our people are free.