Our Mother Land Poem by reymel cambs

We are befogged
Since immemorial
We've waited, now
We are impecunious
And lack wat to dine
Our levies in wrong hands
We watch on
Befallen are our brothers
But injustice is carried on
And cases are closed
Without court trials

We have never been ecstatic
Our situation is execrable all we do
Is to watch corries being
Mined in everyday
And our brothers lives are lost
All we do now is to attend the
Cortege of these people