Will you feed the nation

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Will you feed the nation?
The people in land of ancestors
The country cross the hills of braces
That holds the legacy of
Burning torches in hands
Of the old legends.

Western storms led
Their feet in traps of
Death and hands of
Killers to leave the
Path to white comers...

They knew how sweet
Peace is and how long
It has gone.
Reasons why I am asking
If you really will.

Will you rise the steam
Of justice and truth
Among our lads and olds
Or people will still be
Scattering under lies
And rumors of itching
Springs named politics
that sitting hands of
black manhood.

Tell me before you get
In front of our diehards
Those who will never
Tolerate and always
Read to fight you
Instead of kneeling for
Your insane wind-like
Ill manors.

Hey, they will hear you
And salute but don’t betray
their hails because
I know my black tribes
So better than you do...

tell me, please do tell me
Before you go and answer
My question…
will you feed the nation?

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