During the queues on 'salary food',
Chiefs and officers roar with ego,
And still we heads home empty driven,
But only relieving hard and tough memories,
Their allien wives and friends take e'thing,
I surrender Africans.

During campaigns seasons,
Fighting and sweating on the money queues,
Some loses their health on the process even,
Suffers hard because their is a bag of food,
Money! Money! Money!
I surrender Africans.

In our savannah homes,
Preparing a hot delicacy is insane,
More 'wild people' have a strong sense,
Follows and arrives in groups to enjoy,
After exercise, back to their wilderness,
I surrender Africans.

On my way to vacation,
Squeezes on a 14' seater sardine vehicle,
Carrying overflow only because,
The tout squeezes his own wood seats,
Amd the police offices are the same touts!,
I surrender Africans.

Sitting alone in the study room,
Because their is no power,why?,
The Power company is on leave and only one!
And the Power technicians are hired abroad,
No other alternative for constant power,
I surrender Africans.

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