Why are you sad
Why are you low
When you are blessed
With the gift of life…
The Sun scorch bad
The light shines bright
There are good sides
Tailed to Africa…
Melanin rush
Makes us lovely
Months do pass by
Many pray; night and day
That the Sun shines;
The winter we envy
Tagging the cloud
Thus far, has its curses.
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