Step after step, let's swirl our waist while swaying our onlookers off their feet's with our meticulous moves... We're the young dancers bearing the flag of Africa.

Innocence is painted on our faces at present, but how long would it last with the atrocities pandering across the continent. How long would we survive the tide.

This is our cry - a cry for peace, as we're scared. We're still fingerlings funding routes of survival in the ocean of life, please Africa, don't choke us up.

Listen to our cry. This is for every youth in Africa.

Written By; Brenda Martha...Enjoy!
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