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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=542142" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Cry For My Mama Land</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is 1.50 a.m.<br>And sleep evades me….because I weep for my motherland! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sons of Africa, <br>Daughters of Africa, <br>Awaken: you have slumbered so long.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look at the cloudless skies that cover your motherland, <br>Look at the leafless trees….the barrenness that fills the atmosphere<br>Look at the evolving deserts, that swallow up your birthright<br>Listen to the cry of your sons and daughters, <br>Empty stomachs, jiggered feet, tatters for clothes…..barely enough education if any</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Feel the desperation of this land, <br>Feel the emptiness that engulfs our cradle<br>See the vanishing green, <br>See the greed that exists, <br>oh daughters and sons of Africa! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For how long shall we sit and watch? <br>While Africa destroys herself? <br>For how long shall we be divided on the basis of our ethnicity? <br>Instead of using out diversity as our strength? <br>For how long shall we be misguided: by our very own kinsmen? <br>Instead of standing for our own convictions? <br>For how long shall micro-nationalism take the place of nationhood? <br>For how long shall we be brainwashed? manipulated? Brainwashed? <br>For how long will our collective hard-worn freedom and independence be a luxury of only few? <br>Tell me daughters and sons of Africa, for how long, shall we wallow in the miasma of poverty? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not anymore, sons and daughters of Africa, nay not anymore! <br>Because all I need is several more hearts sold to the cause of this continent.<br>A few souls who will dare dream, of a land that mama Africa could be! <br>A few who will raise their voices in the streets and condemn: evil, greed, selfishness, <br>At the expense of their comfort, and even their lives! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just dream with me, <br>Mmmh…aaaah….Economic stability, oneness, food security, <br>Sound leadership, quality and affordable education, employment opportunities, <br>Good affordable healthcare, good governance policies, …….clean air! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look at our land, beautiful, divine! <br>The proud white peaked mountains, <br>The meandering bold rivers, <br>The ever peaceful lakes, <br>The diverse wild life, <br>The rich culture and heritage, <br>The diversity of her people, <br>The dynamism and creativity, <br>The artstic value that equals none other<br>A land so battered…..but still ever so giving! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you are a true son of Africa<br>If you are a true daughter of Africa<br>I dare you to pause…and think of what mother Africa can be: ought to be! <br>And purpose in your spirit to break war on anyone who intimidates your mama<br>Raise the spear of resolution high, <br>And the sword of determination higher, <br>For ours is a land we must jealously guard.<br>You and me….are all we need.<br>To dream, and to actualize our dream…….<br>Of setting Africa ‘s record straight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We have borrowed long enough, <br>Made ourselves look like we are lesser of the lot<br>We let our pride be trampled over<br>But that ends about now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sell my soul to Mama Africa<br>Because the potential I see in this land: baffles me! <br>The resources we have been blessed with are second to none: <br>And the good lord has a soft spot for Africa, <br>And he heeds our cry, and that of our children<br>I witness how strong we are: <br>How strong a resolve we have<br>How versatile we are<br>How brave we are<br>How tolerant we are: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sons and Daughters of Africa I salute you<br>From Libya to Ghana<br>From South Africa to Egypt<br>From Chad to Algiers<br>From Kenya to Namibia<br>From Mauritius to Mozambique</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are one nation, <br>A unique people<br>Lets not give up on our motherland, <br>But in our own Individual selves…acknowledge the power we possess<br>To heal our abused mother: <br>Let’s nurse her Daughters of Africa, <br>Let’s nurse her wounds<br>Lets fight for her sons of Africa<br>Until she can be able to return the love once more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In your little ways……you can do big things….or do small things in a big way<br>Lets fight this worm called corruption<br>Lat’s strangle the thread of ethnic and religious politics that divide us<br>Lets fight for our motherland.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Arise and shine Africa<br>For your light has come, <br>And your sons and daughters gather to coma back and fight for you<br>Raise your shoulders high, <br>And rejoice in your being! <br>Shine, shine, shine……<br>For you best days are ahead<br>Dawn will break forth soon, <br>And the birth of a new era will wash you anew</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But the battle has not been won yet…..but it will be over soon! <br>You know what ails you, and you have the right weapons….<br>So seize the moment….and free thine self out of thine own slavery! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You ungrateful selfish brothers and sisters of ours<br>You who only think of yourselves<br>Of grabbing more of our land, or inflinging on the rights of the minority, <br>Of using public resources for your won pleasure, <br>You who belittle us, and fatten your bank accounts while ours diminish……..your term ends now! <br>Slowly this message will reverberate thought the land<br>And sooner or later, <br>We shall catch up with you! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have taken too much from us<br>Its payback time: for all the assault on mama Africa<br>You shall not cower us anymore<br>We shall not let you intimidate us</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I maybe one, <br>But here and now: I will start<br>In the hope that my fight for mother Africa, <br>Will create ripples of peace, love, unity of purpose and courage in they that hear this gospel, <br>I love you mama Africa, I will love you with my very last breath<br>And though iam one, I will leave a legacy for Africa and her children, <br>Or die trying……<br>So help me God!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mukami+Mbaabu">Mukami Mbaabu</a><div class=q>
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And sleep evades me….because I weep for my motherland! 

Sons of Africa, 
Daughters of Africa, 
Awaken: you have slumbered so long.

Look at the cloudless skies that cover your motherland, 
Look at the leafless trees….the barre..."></div>
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