Songsong Tekpor Raxzi

Africa Child

Born in distress to parents of stress
Raised careless, trained fearless
Anything can happen, every road is cursed
Behold, be strong, be bold we are told or you be next
Our world is the fit survives quest
No plans, no dreams, no ambitions to be best
It’s a war zone, we are pests*
Hated and slaved but doomed not to protest
One day God will put us through the tests

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