Help The Displaced In DRC |
Rock me
'Til I plead no mo
Rock me
Like Vulcan's forge
Burning my spot
Razing farms of my Cuz.
Swing low, sweep me up
In your tender arms
Of this time love
Rock me in Goma,
Rock me with gentle hands
With selfless forever words
That give succor
To shriveled hope.
Rock me like Nyiragongo volcano
Triggering a thousand earthquakes
That in its turn wakes
A mighty moving mountain
Composed of healing hearts,
Of tiny twinkling sparks
That circle, like sharks
Around the scent of blood,
To attack my countless lacks
And mediate a swift resolve.
Rock me 'til I moan
With unspeakable joy
Let the soothing tremor
Massage sore joints.
Rock this boat,
Take a pin to this bloat
Of infection down in my soul
Just hold out and console
Donate to renew lost hope
Com'on lend a lil' rope
To a drowning man
Rock me will ya?
And say thank ya.
Akpan
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