*By Dr. Ezekiel — The Voice of a Continent*
*(Spoken Word Poetry Style | Rhythm: Afrobeat-Dub-Reggae with ancestral drums)*
(Spoken – Deep Afro chant style with talking drums)
Instrumental all in one Alingo, High-energy Afropop/dance fusion,Introduced a signature dance move named “Alingo” during a London press event for the Love AfroBeats Festival
(Afrobeat x Highlife+blendAfro-soul + Bongo Flava hook+Makossa groove with background chant harmonies+Soft kora and spoken word+poetic interlude+hip-pop+Amapiano + Afro-house bounce+Full African orchestra – all voices, full sound+Jamaican dancehall+Talking drums + shakers + Jamaican male chant in party vibe.
[Intro – Whispered with intensity]**
> Ssssshhh...
> Listen…
> Can you hear the bones of our fathers rattling in their graves?
> Can you smell the smoke from cities burnt in silence?
> Can you taste the blood they never let dry?
[Verse 1 – Anger + Revelation]**
> We’ve seen it all — the treaties wrapped in chains,
> Smiling thieves in three-piece suits,
> Preachers preaching peace with one hand,
> And in the other — a whip soaked in truth.
>
> They fed us lies, told us to forgive,
> While they built kingdoms on our grief.
> They ate all the meat,
> Then gave us the bone,
> And said, *“Patient dogs eat the fattest bone.”*
>
> **But what happened to the meat?**
> Who carved our names out of history?
> Who told our kings they were slaves,
> Then sold us stories that buried our bravery?
[Chorus – Justice Cry + Unity Call]**
> This is how it’s been — but no more.
> We’ve come with fire in our breath,
> Memory in our bones,
> And drums that speak louder than guns.
>
> West Africa is awake.
> And Africa as a whole —
> **We remember.**
> **We resist.**
> **We rise.**
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### **\[Verse 2 – Prophetic Revolution Tone]**
> They renamed our lands,
> Then renamed our gods.
> They made our warriors criminals,
> And their warlords heroes.
>
> But the veil is torn.
> We see through their polished lies.
> Their banks, their bullets, their borrowed peace,
> All crumble when truth walks in.
>
> From Naija to Salone,
> From Ghana to Liberia,
> From the sweat of Burkina to the salt of Jamaica,
> From the shores of Spain to the soul of Italy,
> **The scattered seeds are speaking now.**
>
> We are not waiting.
> We are becoming.
[Bridge – Voice of Ancestors + Awakening]**
> *“Children of the soil…*
> We bled so you could speak.
> We died so you could live.
> Don’t let our sacrifices become statistics.”*
>
> They made maps out of blood,
> But we’ll redraw the borders with love.
> One rhythm. One heart. One fight.
> **AFRICA. UNITE.**
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### **\[Final Chorus – Shout for Justice + March to Unity]**
> We’ve seen it all…
> The fake aid, the fake peace,
> The fake prophets, the fake priests.
> But now, no more.
> We won’t bow.
>
> We are the main names.
> We are the living leaves.
> We place voice upon this continent
> Like thunder on dry land.
>
> Let unity march where division once danced.
> Let justice ring in every tongue.
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