It say hello to the people.
Nobody hear her whisper.
Like the gecko in the noon day.
We struggled and fought to survive.
We couldn’t see the sweat of fowl.
In quest to be ourselves.
To be the nature that is natural.
Like morning like night.
Like river like sea.
Though, we will soon take hold of the sword of our father.
In that time.
Justice will speak with her own voice.
Peace will rent the neighborhood like rats.
In the meantime.
Say hello to the wall ‘African’
We shall soon see the new Dawn of tomorrow.