Abisoye Sejoro

(11/09/1990 / Lagos(Nigeria))

Cry of Africans


we cry all day night
may be the light
will come and give us the might
to live above all our nightmare

The black brain
so, we are called
but there will be non of that
when we try to wipe our tears
and stand for our right

We cry, we cry
all day and night
suffering for what is not ours

we cry, we cry
on what we should stand up and face
Tears we do
suffering we stay in
all day and night
It has been since existence
but not our lot
'cos it has been brought to us
by the ignorance of our forefathers

Cry not! O Africa
'cos the light is coming and it's at hand
and really knocking on the door
to give us the might
to get our right
though we cry but still the happiest
Suffering and smiling
we are who we are
AFRICANS
GREAT AFRICA! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Submitted: Saturday, January 12, 2008
Edited: Thursday, March 06, 2008

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