Her ambition is unity.
Her mission is of dignity.
Her vision is never shuttered but her
politics is what matters.
Nevertheless, I call her Africa!
She designated power
unto her children.
Politics is our democracy.
And now, democracy is a malediction to our
politics.
Politics we call it,
has disrupted our minds.
Insults, assaults, contemptuous anger,
scorn, and indiscipline are the pride of our politics.
Oh! Land of our birth, there is no legacy
thereof.
Her love and toil from
gravidity to hasty delivery has become fruitless.
Our ambition in politics are unbelievable.
But we hope that the heavenly train will
take a remorse roundabout to turn things around.
Oh! Mother Africa, I
plead on behalf of my siblings.
For we pledge to reform our political
ambitions without censuring democracy.
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