Sakwa Franc

Give Us A Break

Oh miserable Africa,

When will you find peace?

A heavy laden you carry on your shoulders

You\'re despised and disrespected

Hell worms have landed on your land

 

A foreign culture with iron claws ,

To devour and cut off your offsprings

Your young girls and boys altogether

Where will your next generation spring forth from?

When boys to boys tie knots

 

We are tired of your ill behavior

You\'re a monster on our land

We know your footmarks 

It\'s full of blood and revenge

Where are our ancestors you killed?

 

When you step on our land

Yes, that black and glorius land

A red carpet is rolled out for you

But your feet poisons our green grass

Your handshake drains our values

 

Ignorance has become your language

When mother nature speak sense at your doorstep

You fail to wake up and listen

A man shall marry a woman

Were you born of a man and man?

 

Give us a break

Africans can think and reason

Allow our wounds to heal

We are still mourning for our ancestors

Africans are beautiful.