What does my continent have in store for me?
If I chose to go back to the motherland today,
what is the promise that my continent has to offer me?
Will I be able to contend myself that there will be a way,
or I will have to make my own way?
Will there be a fair process to make my way,
or I'd have to do holla hoops?
What is that promise?
I want to go back to you motherland!
Show me the promise, so I can plan my way back.
I long to breathe your air, bask in your sun,
till your soils, sow in your grounds and just enjoy it.
My dreams are deeply rooted in your promise.
I can no longer sleep peacefully because they must
be accomplished. My dreams are now a burden I
must unload off my shoulders. Many are waiting to benefit.
Oh motherland, make a way for my return a pleasant one.
You would be happy when the dreams come to live!
Oh I know you would be proud.
Dear Motherland, pave the way and make it happen.....soon!