AFRICA-WILL-RISE

Africa The home of the true son of the soil A land flowing with milk and honey Until the men in whites, came from a long way away Like the adversary to steal, kill and destroy Subdued us for their gain by slow pretence, with traitorous act of love All in the missionary vest of colonialism Our leaders were too blind to see Even Ifá Olókun Asòròdayò, Òrúnmílà Baba Àgbomìrègún and Obàtálá Obàtáàsà turned a deaf ear to the cries from the oceans "What kills the eyes must surely kill the heart" One bottle of whiskey was all it takes Until our father's father wanders as slaves in a land known to be unknown. "Democracy should be the way out But remember to unify them in peace And diversify them in peices" Democracy turned out to be a good riddance to our crazy demonstration Now our liberty lies in penury Now they are pointing fingers They left us to despair, accusing us of no repair Perhaps Africa should die Perhaps Africa will know peace when it turns into a graveyard Perhaps Africa will rise when the blacks are dead and buried. Africa my Afrika Africa where street beggars has turned to bankers and money changers Africa was supposed to be a refuge ,it became a refuse Africa where civilization has become too uncivilized Like a thoughtless animal ,the only thing she really feels is Me Myself My Family and My Descendants Africa where bribery reigns and corrupt minded people slays Africa lost the light of the day and all sense of direction Africa has proven to be unwise in the ways of the unforgiving world of man. But let this be known to all asunder That though Africa is dead Psychologically, economically and politically Though we do the unthinkable for the unreasonable Though we questioned and destroyed our foundation, thanks to colonialism That sooner than later The blind shall see that which the eyes failed to see Africans will love Africa for what it is Africans will value Africans for who they are And Africa will rise above the utmost thought of man. Adeosun Stephen Africa-will-rise.