I ONCE SAT DOWN

I ONCE SAT DOWN I once sat down And bombarded my little head Questions! questions! questions! Why the continent was under siege Friends turning to foes Whose fooling who? I once sat down And questioned the sanity Of the ancient philosphers Of their teachings and preachings Of this decadent age I once sat down And listened to the bloody cries Weeping and wailing Wriggling and writhing Of mama Africa Her voice echoing from the caves Of Kilimanjaro To the plains of the Seringeti I once sat down And authored a theory Into why we have no harmony Sombre songs we sing with symphony War songs we cry with jubilation I once sat down And spat on the ground That change would be Before it dried And none shall be To diminish Mother Africa's pride @yelnats254