So they said...

So they said...

They got in their ships and sailed around the world.
They got to the land of my forefathers,
So, they said they discovered the dark continent.

They saw the gold, ivory and iron.
They liked it,
They wanted it,
They needed it bad.

Tall, dark and strong, my ancestors stood,
Toiled and sweated all day in the plantations.
They needed that man power they saw.
They bribed us with wine, beer and guns,
So they said it was trade.

Their brothers and sisters each wanted a share,
The outcome was the scamble for our land.
Sacred land, whose riches incessantly they reaped,
They fought amongst themselves.

Greedy beings.

The big war they brought into our peaceful land,

After the war,
They shared amongst themselves us like cake.
A part of me in Nigeria;
The other half of my soul Cameroon.
So they said it was colonialism.

They got ashamed of their actions,
Or was it the mosquitoe that saved our land?
Their people they retreated,
Left all their land for the sell-outs.
So they said it was independence.

Our economy still depends on them,
Goods we produce cannot compete in their markets,
They tell us what to produce, when to sell,
They dictate the price at which to sell,
and to whom we should sell.

They crippled our economy,
Sent in Structural Adjustment Programs,
The World Bank and International Monetary Fund.
To ensure our dependence on their goods.
And they say we are HIPC's or Heavily Indebted Poor Countries

Goods that come from our resources,
They continuously reap from us.
Pretend to know our problem and offer a fix.
They have stolen everyday.

Rounded up our best resources and ran off,
Our men now toil and sweat to no avail,
Our land afraid to bear fruit since the vicious rape.

So they say we are underdeveloped countries.

Some of our men now act like them,
Reap what they can of the left resources,
And ship them off to offshore banks,
Now they say we are corrupt.