Cry My Motherland

Cry My Motherland
By Jude Ajaegbu

– Dedicated to all hardworking African youths

Oh Africa, oh my motherland, how did we wrong you?

How did we go wrong?
How come we have strayed so far that now we your children seek you in severe pains.
I remember the tales about great African kings who once ruled the world.
How come all we hear about you is how great you were in the past but nothing to show for today?
What went wrong Mama Africa?

Oh Africa, mother of resources yet your Children seek foreign aids.

Oh Africa, the great land filled with resources and potential but no result.

How come you can still smile when you know the pain you have caused on your descendants? Oh Africa, what have we done wrong to choose to become your descendant?

Like spell cast on us with beauty and potential yet that’s all we have.
All we hear about you is potential, potential, potential but no result.

I weep over you mother Africa. You brought this upon yourself. You let them suck you dry and yet call you poor.

They take your resources in secret and only show the pictures of your mishap on media.

When will you wake up mother Africa?

When will you stand upon your feet and be your own self?

When, when ?

As it is now, you have failed us but we refuse to fail ourselves.

We refuse to bow our heads in shames.
Whatever be the prize of greatness, we are willing to pay.