Africa My Home

Africa my home Africa there is still hope Africans blow horns and assemble To unite as siblings from the same home Africa my home Africa day should not stir ashes of colonialism But arouse the spirit of Ubuntu So we can skip the hinges of isolation Individualism was forced down our throat During the journey to slavery Now that our hands are free Let us use them to plow change Let us use our hands to dig out our dark past And the brain cells that naysays unity We can pull out prevailing thoughts of divisions Let us do it until our skulls are empty of racial intolerance This is a self-inflicted pain For the roads that connects us are in ruins We spend hours knocking in border gates Just to see our people on the other side. My home is the second largest in the universe With vast mineral resources Housing millions of intellects within its 54 units Yet we are world’s poorest inhabitant continent The wires in our brain cells does not connect Because our leaders seek the glory of their former colonial The challenges are unique African values are unique African renaissance is a vision Unity is our mission Africa day is the start Africa is my home