A HARD DAY TO DIE FREE
By Rajabu Mpella
Brother come to my side,
Come to see a sunshine of a new day
A new day of struggling
Come to see the sun rays
That bears a half grain of hope.
Brother lets today be a foundation
For tomorrow to build a castle
A castle of less isolations and
mistreatments
A castle that our sons will live in
harmony and joy
Come to my side brother.
Brother the side you are lying to
Will burn you to ashes
Will not let your son’s future alive
Will never spare your legs
Will let you crippled
Never to walk again in building a
castle
Come to my side brother
To prepare for that awaited day
The hard day to die free
The day that you will die while
smiling
The day that your sons will praise
you with songs and claps
The day that women will cook a delicious
meal for their husbands
The day that even infants will raise
their tongues to speak
Brother it’s the hard day to die free
The day that prisoners will no longer
weep
The day that grasshoppers will regain
their wings to fly
The day that ants will shout and make
a land leaks
It’s a hard day to die free
Brother come to my side
Let’s prepare for that day
THE HARD DAY TO DIE FREE
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