Black Square
Afrika
Africa, Africa, She was our motherBut her sons came back to rediscoverInstead took her children and bound them in chainsTortured and forced them to live life in painWe made them slavesWe made them whoresMade them crawl on all foursAnd live like animals in rooms with no doorsThey'd harvest the field while the pale hands would dineAnd pretend to be civilized while drinking their wineAnd the blood keeps flowingAnd the corn aint growingAnd the mothers are cryingAnd their children are dyingThen Africa, Africa, Bled from the mouthWith AIDS in the North, Apartheid in the SouthLimbs are hacked off to subdue with fearCivil War in the Congo, blood diamonds in NigerAnd the people are all too afraid and hungry to fight backWhile the USA is dropping down bombs on IraqOne and four people there contract HIVBut we don't care here in the land of the free
From Letras Mania