Broken chains
I came from a land of mistrey, our first mark in history, though we knew not of nations, but were forced into colonization, In the name of civilization, but we all hoped for salvation. Just as they fought, For the freedom we got, But at what cost, After all we've lost. Let us not lose hope, They won't take it back nope, Let us treasure what we have, As we protect all we love, Straight from the motherland of AFRICA
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