Long Way Home

Long Way Home

‘Cradle to life ain’t cradle of death’,

Dawn of ’94, mum’ great expectation;

Of a free black, moment in time,

The sprout of a new African dream;

Branches with leaf’ green life sustained.

My sojourn my Damascus.

Had I the betting of a stormy sea?

Should have known; mums undoing.

Mama Africa your children hurt.

Return peace to this troubled land;

We suckled in the greatness of your breast,

In hope of a great African dream;

Alas! We still long,

Longing of thou great continent.

#we are one.(praying for a united Africa)

Alien

Alien

Of common humanity on a common course;

Much freedom of which so denies,

Tangled still between human lives to be,

Of whose course I repeat- no different from thou.

To live as in decency amongst men,

Of now assumed parallel-to be caused.

Could anyone tell of their sins?

Whom felony charged-for their looks,

Are likely to leave towards unknown;

Future with no hope fails folk’s sympathy;

Alien! From and of human causes,

Man where’s thou compassion?

Act not alone but in union of them,

Whose course are no different of thou cause.

#we are one-supporting the fight against xenophobia