"Thirsty for blood, asking for more; nations consumed, just cant get enough. Hatred increasing at sightings of blood; children continue to see things too crazy
Sorrow has made all these young ones a victim; evil became just another new dream. Mommy is crying because daddy is dying. What kind of pain is too painful to feel?
Sleep child, dream child; morning begins at the end of the dark.
I can hear the cries, the cries of the African child. I can feel the pain, the pain of the African mother. All her hopes are centered on sights from her visions and dreams. All of her songs are sung in the tunes of her pain. She has hopes for a new life, hope for some peace; long-lasting new life, long-lasting peace. African child, lay down to sleep. Mommy will come just to keep you so warm. Don’t be dismayed by the sorrow and pain, strength with be yours at the end of this battle.
Someday, someway, someone will take you so far away. Someday, someway someone will take you so far away…beyond the sky. You will soar…you will soar….you will soar…someday, someway, someone will take you so far away." (Jeremiah Gyang, Nigeria)
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