Swept under the shadows of civilization
Africa lies frozen under the carpet of injustice
Shedding cold tears of abandonment
Africa reels under the weight of the world
Unkept, disease infested and prone to war
Africans live an underground life of beggars
Aid is a weapon of mass embarrassment
Delivered in a weird package called charity
Africa with its abundant resources
Has been turned into a junk yard
A mound of 'precious junk'
Africa overflows with natural resources
Yet life remains frozen in the cold valley of stone age
Unable to reach the highest heights of civilization
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