Africa o-o-o-o-o Africa, Africa o-o-o-o-o-o
Africa, Africa o-o-o-o-o-o Africa
I come Africa
Land of great thinkers
Land of unlimited resources
Land of culture
Land of abundant hospitality
Land of strong men and women
Land of respect
Land of hopes
Home of humility
Yes I come from Africa
The land that sit on gold and go
hungry
Land of giants and yet were sold into
slavery
Where we condemn our culture
And praise foreign customs with pride
Where we hate ourselves than aliens
Where we are described by the pale skin
as symbol of poverty
Where politics is the only way for
success
Where servants pay tax for the
comfort of masters
Where we are taught how to use
borrowed money
Where the ancient intruder derives
his wealth
Where we see no positivism in our selves
I come from Africa where one day we
shall be over comers.

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