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An African boy Seen in the morning Taking his path astray. No books, no pens But a polish brush And some polish tubes In his bag, black and grey..

There was a bird in his cage enslaved Striving to break the cage bars In vain he tries and tries And every night before sleeping cries. One day,..

I know why the caged bird sings Jailed with his hopes and dreams Sings because he calls for freedom And prison is his farm of liberty leaves. Le..

Human race face to face each other should they love and embrace. White and black sit on the deck to each other they should talk. No prejed..

The west and the rest A far long story Worst and not best That has no glory. History made of three phases That has governed the world If you u..

I once opened my car door When it was heavily raining I took my baby daughter Rolled in a blanket Afraid that some drop of water Might fall on ..

No one Can teach me How my country's love Should be. In this I'm specialised And ready to give you Private lessons On how to do Love neve..

Misery rages here and there. And the rich of the world Look at the moon. "We can have a party there". And the hungry child in Africa Looks at the..

A little child on a Syrian beach Building his sand castle. Suddenly three dogs off leash Came in hastle. Devoured the child's flesh. And remains ..

When the winter falls so hard And winter winds blow so cold And my country's night is so black I feel afraid of black cats Who choose to come at m..