Captivated by capturing non-Caucasians,
They took control of us and turned us
Our brothers betrayed us for the coveted
As colonialists conquered our communal
Our families they took,
Our farms they took,
And the first seed they planted was that of
Today, a conglomerate of Black artists
Murmur a frail song ‘Africa Unite’ But,
Our Mama-Africa has been ransacked by
The western rascals.
Everything is turned upside down,
Our own who are in the diaspora, can
No longer trace their roots.
The branches of the tree are all over,
And the fruits of the tree are being
Consumed by those who never planted it.
Written by: Ntokozo 'The Conductor' Mdluli