They didn’t understand when he said we kill them and in return they will kill us.
We kill them
Yes! We kill them!
Those young ones,
We murder them.
We create imaginary walls and call ourselves names they wanted us to bear.
Now we feed on one another and they do not care.
We are loyal pawns who played to their taste
This death, this hatred is our fate.
If only we broke the walls they erected,
If only we held hands and united,
If only we never played to their game
Racism, tribalism, xenophobia – same problem, different name!
When are we going to realise
This walls are feign, lies!
If only we cared more about our brothers
And not our borders.
Aren’t we Africans? Sons of the same mother?
If we keep killing them,
Building this bridge in their head
This bloodshed will know no end.