I am Southern Kaduna
Last night I said goodnight
See you in the morning and now
the day ain't even broken
I'm choking up in this air of mourning
Water turning into blood and floods all our streets
Graves outnumber houses
How'd this become our fate?
Mother's stained with blood of children
Fathers...
See you in the morning and now
the day ain't even broken
I'm choking up in this air of mourning
Water turning into blood and floods all our streets
Graves outnumber houses
How'd this become our fate?
Mother's stained with blood of children
Fathers...