Mother Africa
You have become a laughing stock
Failing to utilise
The natural resources you've got
Others take advantage
While your land & mineral wealth are pillaged
As you lay half awake
From your long spell of amnesia
Lies continue to be perpetuated
To make you feel inferior
But when they portray you as worthless
It doesn't me you are
You need to remember
The greatness in your self
The glory of your soil
Which, you have shared with the world
Please mother, wake up
And take your place again
As the proud mother of civilization.
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