You are the mother of us all
the source of human kind
we all flew out to other land
away from desert sand
the earth is dry
there is no growth
no seed will open up
rain is absent in the sky
no drops inside your cup
you still breath air
cause it is free
so you will be alive
but there’s no food
so thin you’ll be
fragility manhood
think of the water on the land
think of a way to be
you have the power of it all
but still you do not see
you are the womb of black and white
you are the mother of the child
you have the strength to win the fight
there is no power in the night
You have the power of the day
but don’t sell it away
you have the sun
it’s burning hot
it’ll save you all the lot
your sun is shining all for free
and it’s a lot of energy
and that is what they want
use it yourself
and feed you’re land
and seeds will green the sand