love-you/">I love you so much
That I cannot tell about you
Oh, such a beautiful nation
You are a home of champions
Surely, we have no complains
But tell us why
Why do you kill those who fed you?
Is it not enough, the care we give you?
Ensuring that you have peace
Even when enemies could tear you into pieces?
Who will pay the lost blood?
Tell me, where are the so called elites?
Did you not swallow them into poverty
Some have no liberty
To reach their goals
Why do you want to clean the field
Even when there is no dirty
Who told you that we can't reach
The best time to do it
Your days are ending, be careful then!
My Caring Country
Francis Omariba
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