Rescue My Land
We have found a new land -
Not entirely a new one though:
One that has been there before us
One that has been dissipated
One that has been decapitated
One in which our leaders are in bed
With wanton corruption - they breathe corruption, drink corruption and live a lifestyle of corruption,
One in which they have raped our resources, and they have ripped us apart slaughtering our hopes, denying us a better future.
Yet they keep calling us the future of our great nation - a complete irony!
Yes, we are the future...no doubt...yet we have tools and skills that we cannot apply
We have too many hands chasing after much fewer jobs, much fewer opportunities
The privileged ones have always been given better chances over unprivileged ones in the quest for jobs, education…
Now the time has come for us to fight
A fight that won't come easy...
We will have hyenas by the way
We will walk through the thorns
We will see wolves cladded in sheep clothing
We will be persecuted
We will be insulted
We will be attacked
We will be intimidated
They will be intolerant of what we say and demand
They will abuse the laws of the land
Each time we rise to fight
To get us arrested
We will be jailed
But we shall not give up in this new struggle
A struggle that will see faint-hearted fall back
Yet we must redeem our land from its impoverished state
from wreckers and looters!
We must not submit to any pressure
But we must mount much more pressure at all times with our little voices,
Yes, we must arise to defend the cause of justice
We must not allow them to continue to feed on our backs and toils,
We must not allow them to lick our wounds,
We must no longer tighten our belts and have them loosen theirs
We must not allow their sweet words to sink into our minds
We must not allow them to show us the lizard-faeces-state of our land
We must discover for ourselves
A nation that offers equal opportunity to all.
Power must exchange hands!