Why lament about the past?
Like the children of Israel in the desert
Oh that we stayed in Egypt so they cried out
Long not for the past my Brother
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I walked for a thousand kilometers
Ran away from wild animals
I crossed the Limpopo River at night
By the grace of God, the crocodiles didn't devour me
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Mama said I can't go to school
'cause mama is too poor to pay my school fees
Pastor offered to pay for my school fees
But mama refused, saying Pastor is too poor
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Though my nationality is judged by those who lack knowledge
That many Nigerian men are drug dealers
Believe me, when I tell you my brother
A God-fearing law-abiding Nigerian I am
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When nothing works out
All friends are gone
Family is too busy to help
The bills are due for payment
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So the little girl heard that night
Words of hatred papa uttered
First gun shot from the bedroom
More gun shots fired
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No child was ever named
Shame by his mother when born
Shame not accepted not welcome
Shame is not my name
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From deep, deep down the river
A whisper of death he heard
Not able to discern whose voice it was
Though it was raining yet he desired
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Give me more, give me more
So cried out the unwise rich man
I can't have enough I can't have enough
So shouted the unwise rich woman
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He woke up early morning
To look for alcohol to look for drugs
A wise old man asked the young man
Shall I say a prayer for you?
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