Why try so hard to grow a grudge
on a sterile soil of time,
Feeling proud of what you are made of,
Don't feel inferior from the inside,
Years after years, months after months,
and from dusks to dawn,
Nothing can be changed about the past
With powerful guardians bonded in chains
And to your pleasure the queens moan in pain
Does it matter anymore?
If I was denied of my cultural heritage
From only almighty God who created us all in his own image,
comes our lineage.
These people in question are no more
Those on top are gone,
including those at the bottom The cast in this film
are in deep sleep.
Let's join hands to bury the hatchets,
forget about the differences,
Kill the conflicts
And let's water the peace,
We're all one , so lets say no to racism.
© Segun Eyitayo
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