Indigo

AFRICAN CHILD

Born with pride and honor

Born to be a warrior

Born to be brave and strong

The lion of Africa

The thunder of the tribe

I hear the cry of my ancestor’s

Calling from beyond

Calling from the desert

Calling from the wind

Calling from the sea

Crying for the children

Hawking in the street

From day to night

For the poor child in slavery

For the bloodshed of tribal wars

I hear the cry of our ancestor’s

Taint no more the soil

Let our spirit rest.