Sweet Misery

[Ibro2g]

The moments are here
When we take foriegners near
We strip our lands of its customs
and sacrifice it for the randoms
We forget our pride and honour
make ourselves slave and whites:donor
we deny sun rays to touch our lands
and moonlight to make gold of our sands
We adopt dynamic cultures lacking tradition
We become lost and keep lacking ambition
We enjoy how we spoil
and let the young ones coil
we proudly count down to ethnic extinction
and we give our killers distinction
we do not see we own the credit
for our very own de-merit
we proudly celebrate our own failure
and enjoy all its dirty manure.
~Ibrahim A. Kbai~