We are mourning the babes
Who slept last night.
I still fight wars
With hope of no wounds.
I won't sleep naked
Birthidng no slaves.
I am African
I weep for beeping seasons.
Crown me if you dare
The sands will know I rule.
Ignited salty tears
I still breath to cry.
When no gazefull hopes at law.
Hide and seek rulers.
Changing wears while we reign in wars.
