An African life! What someone would hear but not see
When someone would cry but not scream
Oh, an African life
What have we become?
An African life! You would hear a gunshot but see no gun
The fear of Tranbonia has not begun
The fear of the place makes one's life gone
The suspense in the world would make the air dry
Oh, an African life
What have we become?
An African life! The poverty that goes by
The crime that treats the sky
But hunger can never cry
Oh, an African life
What have we become?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poverty that goes by The crime that treats the sky But hunger can never cry Oh an African life What have we become? poverty, crime, life........a fine poem describing the real situation. tony