Oh Dadiya My Heritage Poem by Markus Kwila Kitibo

Behold the inhabitants of my great land
The oppositions you suffered always past by
In a faraway land the tango reigned
They believe the world sees you as a stale
Your stars compromise and close their eyes
Injustice always laid you to sleep
They whisper in the night while you sleep
Your agony, your pain now a tourist site
They said she is too innocent to live
Oh my home; oh my inheritance
The lions around are mice in the early
You are truly blessed never a tale
The detest and the blemish will never fence
Together we shall vanquish the strange forces