The R & G - Poem by Preston Mwiinga
The R & G
My God is merciful is Divine. He created me in his own imagine though black I am proud and I'm proud African. As a youthful nation we are geared for leadership. Our Generation`s Time is now.
Coming from the Divine African Generation I come with a message like that of Jonah but not as selfish as Jonah. Its not war but peace I present and with a loud voice I cry out and shout, "The R & G"
R & G, ba Red naba Green what sort of demon has possessed you that you are embracing voilence like it your lover. Blood shed has becom your way of life. You have forgotten how our forefathers fought for a voilence free nation. Just recently we held our hands together to pray about the ritual killings in our beloved nation but now we are like them. We produce insults like we are have diareah of the same insults.
Way back football especially if its Zambia playing, would bring us together we would be united as one. But now its the Red & Green fights. Carder vs Carder whlst politicians are rubbing shoulder and eating from the Kings plate.
Come back to your senses, forget about red and green and bring back the peace we know Zambia for.
Our Divine God does not like that. We are Are Africans best known for peace. We are the Choosen Generation.
We are the Divie African Generation
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