ter gar

Afar

Kingdom of grace what a beautiful place
She stands in disgrace
Our motherland dressed in lace

A Zulu nation fighting for a right
A nation with unity whom wanna embrace
Caught by election
(Between black and white)

Take the weapons off the children
Turn the money into stone
I don't know...

Call me black
Cal me white
I don't care
I don't wanna fight
Give the people their human right

All this fighting all this hate
Bless her soul bless her faith
Time to liberate...

Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 29, 2007
Poem Edited: Thursday, January 10, 2008

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