AFRICA FOR AFRICANS ARSENAL OF DEATH
AFRICA FOR AFRICANS ARSENAL OF DEATH
A proud race of people all fell captive to the aggressor.
In all regions of Africa, proud rulers of mighty empires fell.
They were kings, shepherding Indigenous people to progress.
It was theirs! Since the beginning of time, Europeans have stolen it.
Europeans came with bad intentions of dominating peaceful people.
They carried with them a Superior arsenal of death, on to conquer.
African tossing the mighty spear, death came to them in mid-air.
Musket and saber! Reel all around them, but forward they move.
Verse Two
The sounds of muskets! Through the night, echoed across the Nile.
Plunging into the thick smoke of battle, not caring if to live or die.
Young and old it has to be told! Brave warriors no they did not fold.
In the end! Proud African unity fought the oppressor this it was told.
Restricting their liberty! Stolen lands, Africans kept on resisting so bold.
Many years have now passed away! Time has forgotten that they came first.
Africa belongs to Africa! Black kings are proud people of history from coast to coast.
History cannot be erased! Truth be told. Spears were no match for muskets and bionets.
Into The Mist Poetry Volume 9. Africa for Africans
Kenvil Atkins Lewis for Timeless Poetry and Short Stories/ Raw Energy.
