Mama Land,
I fell in love with the city lights-
its true...
but I will never forget-
that they are just an imitation...
of the stars that hang
from our natural AfriKan skies...
Mama Land it is true…
That I eat different foods-
But I will never choose Chips over Chapati-
when given the choice-
Oh Mama Land Listen-
everything You heard is true-
I wear different clothes too-
Short dresses and tight jeans…
But I FEEL at my best
When dressed
in a Mushanana-
Oh Mama Land…
No, They did not lie-
It’s all true-
I can dab, two step and twerk-
coz I’m able-
But I dance at best
when its Amaraba
Oh Mama!
Eye me not with sadness-
or Jealousy-
I travel different lands-
But you still mean the WORLD to me-
I speak in different tongues-
but yours is the one-
that makes the most sense to me-
Mama please…
Yes, parts of my heart have been
buried on other soils that
are not yours-
but YOU are my heart-
Oh MamaLand…
Can’t you see?
My tears come from your Waterfalls,
My laugh comes from your Sun,
My hair comes from your Forests,
My skin comes from your Soil,
Mama, Can't you see?
That we can make fun of distance….
We can make a joke out of the time that passes
between us-
Because no matter where I am…
we will always be a part of each other…
Because you are Bae-MamaLand-
Bae ;)
By: Angel Uwamahoro.
To: The MotherLand
