The Colours of Africa
In a thunder of braveness
A lightening strikes with love
My dreams arises into the sky with the African sun
Hoping to set on the African soil
In tears I cry
For the fight against self I see among Africans
A lost of touch with self I believe
The abuse of power and systems I conceive
My prayer to the lost I offer
In a moment of strength I posses
An undying faith in God within a timeless race
The truth shall stand on our soils
The rainbows of hope and prosperity
glows from each African smile
In a race of Black strong willed generations
Willing to fight for freedom until all is free
My sense of the Nkrumah's and
Mandela's inflamed with a beat of the African drum
Beating forever the melodies of peace to the troubled
In the colors of Africa
The might within the weak is revealed
Red blood in our veins, yellowish gold in our soils
As the wealth in oil and diamonds multiply
I pray for the sun of love and peace to shine in our hearts
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