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10 Money Before you were here There were no quarrels No cries Less crime And treachery You came Like you wanted to help But what a dangerous creature! A flea that bites the host A snake that chases the bearer Shall we all run amok? But who brought you Here to this land Peaceful land, Africa Some say the Arabs Others say the Whites Whatever the case You are a real case A case that needs an answer But let me know This and only this small question: Did you come for peace Or to tear us into pieces To make us wealthier Or poorer than beggars To make us smile Or to cry to eternity To withhold our peace Or to quarrel till the second coming 11 Oh! You seem adamant to answer So, Let me give a small advice To all those who cherish And enjoy your ride That They should put forth wisdom And seek the glory of the Most High Before they seek your comfort Sketches of a nation on a blood sunset I clinch the pebble of pain within To smash your glassy conscience The many dreams you have trodden to pulp Branded with iron rods the sun till it grimaced! And on the pages there is nothing But a country with a sad history A stubborn laughing stock Sketched in blood strains Sketches of a nation on a blood sunset Who shall garner the courage To tell you in frank words That An embrace begets adoration As love begets love And, A wrong cannot correct another wrong? ...

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