Shades of weakness everywhere, even at our shores
And Shadows of sabotage, it has become a regular chore
killing our dreams everyday, yet declare racism a cause when we get choked
The world is changing, but only on the surface,
Our words carry no encouragement with the challenges we face
So the million lives lost in our ancestory at battlefields, was just a horse race?
A land buried with so much riches, yet we can't be able?
And we lose along centuries, one means nothing, two a coincidence but three, a trouble...
wars decorated with peace setting us into pieces, paralysing minds that are capable
We proudly fund funerals yet we thirst and hustle, it makes no sense...
We've bought Democracy to defend our goals and opinions in pretense...
So our manners and motives, as I watch the future puts me in suspense...
Now see, the sad reflections of a dying world my brother,
We've sacrificed eachother but not for eachother.
...be nice, help lift our flags I'm on my knees for Africa...
Can we commit to our future like the pilgrimages to Mecca?
As we Hail Haile Selasie, the ancient seed of Sheba!
In pride, as we remembe in the South Nelson Mandela!
As we salute Nkrumah in the west, the independence for Ghana...
Let us unite in love and hutch our land together in Africa for Africa
*Written by Collins Frimpong*
