Shout for the future looks familiar and bright
But uncertainties abound to cross our hearts
Causing a generation flee to the Promised Land
My mother was brought up around my village
But she is retired to the place she calls home
Making it is the name of my journey
To the land yet unknown but promising
Abraham was our father for the urban earth
Making moves to abate poverty of the heart
Building for tomorrow never seen we rejoice
Our days remain counted because we loved
The prologue has been made to include our voices
And the epilogue seems to be excluding our concerns
Children of the world remain concerned and perturbed
Can’t fold our hands to see yesterday repeated
Let the drums roll out and youth voices heard
Like never before in the spirit of solidarity
Forever we remain open to sustainable development
Since it is our generation that can make it
A generation of change is ready and out to perform
We discuss issues as liberals in a conservative world
Chewing the issues is the formula the fathers understood
We remain fundamentally unbiased in this just course!
Let tomorrow come and build today for the youth
Because it’s our future that counts – yes!
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