The continent
see last night I laid within your continent
just so I could feel safe as every other one
to have that common bond I never won
so easy to say
but a hard game to play
so I sought salvation
through frustration
in your not so loving nation
But despite the countless roller-coaster rides
I still got stuck at the very edgy sides
and to cover it up? I tried to be patient
cause it really was me who let you in at first with no patience
until you offered me sin
upon my naked skin
short-living all the compliments I ought to get from other nation
cruising through each state each station
causing confusion, hence a war
in my nation of which I set as a call, just because I opened a door
where salvation for you was gained
and frustration upon my children was paid
So I striked
not for me, but my children I hiked
searching for ways to unite my children, my one
giving them reasons to be with I, their mum
so that's why I lured you through my flesh so bounty
and kissed forever in your county
tatting the marks of my ever full lips as a compliment
in your continent
then I tapped your version drum
that echoes then and now a sweet song
a sweet song of freedom
freedom of which I cherish in my kingdom
freedom I marked on my babies, outside and within
so my babies could play and fill in
blow on my Botswana
nibble in my Nigeria
see I know how much am being cherished
but you hide your emotions like am being punished
for something I know not of; in spite the antidote you gave me
I cherish that still; we were so keen
not until you forced in so much control
upon I, Africa, I which other nations now console
My kids adore you; despite your destruction
destruction in ways that I know will bring forth construction
so now that you have imposed that much labor
please do me this favor
give my kids out there and within, reasons without hesitation
to forgive my imperfections, without meditation
train them with ease; cherish their stubbornness
they got that from me; so do see those as confidence
Once this start is done
you may come
and we may start a new page
a new love page on a warm stage
with much bigger courage
besides this really is a new age
for I, Africa and you, the West, to gauge
as one world, that would be a huge change
for my now strong heart will pledge
such love ever so pure
so unique to lure
my children back; this strong heart still needs to cure.
