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ONE MOTHER, ONE BLOOD 2 by Sammy

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ONE MOTHER, ONE BLOOD 2

reggae roots

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[Intro - Spoken]
One drop... one heart... one Mother...
Hear the truth, Africa. Hear the cry, South Africa.
[Chorus - Call & Response]
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own brothers? South Africans, this not the way!
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own sisters? South Africans, this not the way!
[Verse 1]
Berlin 1884, ink dries on the map’s cold skin,
Lines cut deep—like scars the rivers can’t begin to mend.
Zulu, Xhosa, Sotho—roots spread beneath one sky,
But foreign hands drew borders—turned kin to strangers in their lies.
Johannesburg’s fire rises, Durban’s streets whisper pain,
Black fists strike black faces, passports brand them as "other" again.
Mozambican stalls burn, Zimbabwe hands chased away,
While diamonds cry silent tears beneath Cape Town’s grey.
This not the way, my people, shadows stretch from past’s chain,
We forgot the same shackles locked us all inside one pain.
Red blood flows through every vein, no flag can change that hue,
Remember Mother’s heartbeat—she beats for me and you.
[Chorus]
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own brothers? South Africans, this not the way!
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own sisters? South Africans, this not the way!
[Verse 2]
Africa’s hands hold blessings deep beneath the soil—
Congo’s cobalt humming, Zambia’s copper boil.
Ghana’s gold and Nigeria’s oil flow, rich veins in the night,
South Africa’s gems and fruits nourish strength beneath light.
Coffee brews in Ethiopia, tea steams in Kenya’s hills,
Phosphates under Morocco’s sun, Tanzanite’s silent thrill.
Land overflowing with gifts, yet children’s plates stay bare,
Division’s whisper steals the feast, leaving hunger’s stare.
We squabble while gates lock tight, looters wipe the floor,
Selfish rulers sip the cream while common voices roar.
Brother fights brother, sister turns away—
But Mother’s call defies their games, demands a brighter day.
[Chorus]
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own brothers? South Africans, this not the way!
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own sisters? South Africans, this not the way!
[Bridge - Spoken with rhythm]
They stand united, want us splintered—see their plan unfold.
Mandela’s chains—27 years locked stories told.
Crime? Saying Black man must be free, must breathe the air.
Gaddafi’s sky fell bombs—claimed he dreamed of self-care.
Lumumba cut to pieces—Congo’s voice lost in the fray.
His crime? Saying Congo should belong only to its own way.
Sankara’s bullet silenced dreams—Africa feeding herself raw,
They shake their heads, call him enemy, but we now read the law.
We see the game, one Mother, one Blood, one heart’s call.
[Chorus - Big with horns]
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own brothers? South Africans, this not the way!
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own sisters? South Africans, this not the way!
[Verse 3 - Prayer]
So hear our prayer—guitar’s cry sharp, voices mend the cracks:
From Cairo’s sands to Cape Town’s shores, from Lagos to Luanda’s tracks.
Harare to Addis, heal the cut from Berlin’s cold blade,
Erase those harsh lines drawn in shame, let past’s debt be repaid.
Bless South Africa’s gold and grapes, Nigeria’s oil and rhythms bright,
Congo’s deep rivers, Kenya’s high mountains, Ghana’s cocoa light.
Bless Ethiopia’s coffee steam and Zimbabwe’s ancient stone,
Fifty-four nations beating one drum, a million hearts as one home.
Tear down walls built inside minds, build bridges with soul’s thread,
Ubuntu guides our law—and the words our grandmothers said:
"I am because we are"—no stranger, no foreigner’s pain,
One color, Black, Brown, sun kissed gold, one blood runs in the rain.
[Chorus]
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own brothers? South Africans, this not the way!
We all belong to the same Mother, Africans, South Africans,
Why kill your own sisters? South Africans, this not the way!
[Outro - Fade with chant]
One Mother... One Blood... One Africa...
South Africans, this not the way.
The way is love. The way is unity. The way is home.
One drop... One heart... Selassie I.
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