LOST

LOST

Gone are the days
In which tradition rules
The laws themselves
Holy like the angels
The enforcers
Were the wings
Up in the sky
Decency and righteousness fly

Africa my Africa
Why did she allowed this?
For the people of Africa
It was physical slavery
Now all madness and sorts
Flow into mother Africa
It is mental slavery
White western sociality
In the black man's land

I declare in words
That we sscrutinize all from the west
Pick good and drop otherwise
Phat we stand as a nation
That the youth of today
Beholders of light
Restore the glory of Africa
Starting by re-establishing the moral stands
That our forefathers built

DAUDA ONAWOLA
08130555674
onawoladaud@gmail.com
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