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 Unashamed; 

Filled with greed. 

They sat in the mud they’ve invented, 

sipping koolade from the cup in our hands. 

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Our soul weeps

Our lips are dry, for lack of words—

to express our pain,

our hopelessness 

Oh, the economic darkness 

that hangs over our heads

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A pocket full of rocks, 

but we want peace and not war

We waited for a savior, but they

gave us Barabbas;

to rule over a weakling lamb.

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Let’s go the West

Let’s got to the west 

Let’s go and drink 

milk and honey.

Alas, no one knew what was

in stored —

a belly filled with illusional 

promises, and hopes;

the catalyst of wanderers.

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We died with our kids

We died from severe hunger;

Enroute to Rome.

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We died with anger 

When help never came

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We died unfulfilled 

We died unfulfilled 

Cause our leaders emptied

the destiny in our cups

as we wandered like sheeps

without shepherds.

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Ah, we died like animals

We died like we were not humans

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We are dead.

Unfulfilled. 

Gone too soon.

Like a candle;

after the storm.

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Millions will join us…

As long us greedy people 

Rule the land of my fathers.

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Rhythms Of Africa

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