Africa my roots
Africa my roots Africa my pride ohh Africa my motherland I fly so rich and gifted Our nation filled with Diversity of cultures Cultures of bana ba mmala wa sibilo Bana ba thari e ntsho Ooh Africa hear my cry crying for the spirit of Ubuntu what happened to those days when women knew their place and children respected their elders when no man could be found walking on the streets drunk ohh Africa what happened to our roots these days when I look around for my spirit sins for I look to the North all I see is a child raising its hand to her own mother I try running to the south all I see is a man neglected to himself and abandoned to his family ohh Africa hear my cry 😭
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