It is now centuries
Down the long line
Ages are gone
Hair turned grey and gone
But still I think
My comrades remain
Unchained
A time like this
Centuries gone by
Our forefathers trekked the road
Heading seaward
With dreams shattered
Their neck and hope
All chained
Now all is history
The tales but mystery
But still we remain
Unchained
Ooh Mama Africa
Why do you still have your head low
Where is your ego
After all the age’s
You feel so low
But why
I am shocked to see you
All down and
Unchained
In court the big man
Commanding and harassing
His own like the colonial master
The political master sound worse than the white master
All black supremacy all in doubt
The black man lacks chance
The black man
Now the new chief
The black land
Now has no strangers
But still it remains
Unchained
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