We never achieved freedom but a freeze on oppression
But now as the ice begins to melt the beast awakens
Awakens from the deep sea of meditation, dedication and education
Dedicated to rule and never let go,
Educated on ways to get fresh flesh to blend with his
Blindly we smile at a candle thinking it’s the light we have been hoping for.
But then the candle vanishes with the blowing wind and we return to the dark.
We never achieved freedom of speech but just a right to speak
To utter words and never afforded an audience
And without an audience our words are as good as mute.
Our cries are like a melody that rocks babies to sleep
They go on throughout the day and night, but nobody listens
He who does, emerges from the hive with a sting ready to sting
And quickly disappears with the never-kept promise to come back.
And we go back to our hives to make more tasteless honey.
We never achieved equality but just a rise on quantity
An increase that is stagnant and never grows to maturity
We are mannequins in dark suits and pink dresses that attract the rich
And at night our dark suits and pink dresses are taken away
Stored safely in the warmth of a closet, where we can’t steal them
Our naked, lifeless bodies left out in the cold to be used again tomorrow.
We never achieved equality but a rise on quantity
We never achieved the right to education but a right to go to school
To sit like pigs in a pigsty, fed hogwash-rich meals that keep one full for days
So full that one stops thinking and only thinks of sleeping
To wake up in a tomorrow that is decades old
And we feel left behind when the future sets in the horizon far away
We have never governed but are governed
Little puppets dancing to the voice of the master
String here and string there and we dance along uncontrollably
Like juveniles who over indulged in pressed grapes
And have no clue of the direction of the rotation of the earth.
And we wake up hung over more that we can’t even think.
My dear Africans we never achieved freedom, but a freeze on oppression