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Toiling and thumping in the pains of history,
Freedom they say was all we needed.
Rolling and boiling in the bloodbath of slavery
Our kindred always the sacrificial lamb!
It felt so real!
The agonies of war we hear every day,
Echoes and drums of warriors thump the innocent earth,
The clatter of iron deafens the ear of unsuspecting
babies,
Mothers flee from the spiral of spoil taking,
Men speed into their huts to gather weapons,
It's time for war!
The end is always for the bravest,
Slavery awaits the feeble,
Women and children cry for their fate,
Warriors rejoice at their catch,
Over seven mountain and seven seas,
It was a journey to the unknown,
Life force drains at the sheer distance,
Others die from complete abandonment,
Slavery was never euphoria.
Freedom became a mirage from the pit of dejection,
Our lands were naked by we-selves,
The white land became nourished green from black
labour,
We wander from pillar to post,
We became fugitives of technology!
Freedom! Freedom!! Freedom!!!
When shall we ever feel your soothing caress?
From where shall the well of independence flow from?
Mother Nature! Father Time!!
Look down upon us the victims of development!
We wash the earth with our bloody tears,
And our riddled body,
We nourish the soil with our dead babies,
The setting and rising of the sun, our solace.
Will that time come when our stories are told?
When will the moon rise on our children as free-born?
The dreams we have are of pain and freedom!
Not for us, but our unborn children!
We dream of times when our children go to school
without fear,
We dream of days where our husbands go to farm without
anxiety,
We dream of seasons when our women go to the stream
without trepidation,
We dream of moons where we rejoice at the new moon,
We dream of harvests where we celebrate the coming of
the new yam,
We dream! We dream again!! We dream yet again!!!
Will there be no end to our dreaming?
Citizens of the earth!
This is the voice of fear!
Give ear to our sorrows,
They flow inhibited like the Nile,
They run to the end of the earth and back.
Tsh! tsh! tsh!
Do you hear that sound?
Gbam! Gbam! Gbam! Gbam!
Do you know that sound?
It is the sound of iron falling from the air!
The sound of freedom!
Free! Free! Free at last.
It’s the song of freedom!
Freedom won by the mouth of sheer Will and Force.
Freedom fought, freedom gained.
The pains and shackles of slavery,
Soon to become history!
Tell my native land, home I come not!!!
For from my land I was forcefully ejected,
Into a land I know nothing of,
But for the black blood boiling in my veins,
I'll make the best out of everything life throws me.
So stay I in a foreign land,
To make something out of me-self.
By the way, where in the black race do I hail from?
Freedom at last.
But wait,
Are we truly free?
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