Long dim years of the past Our forefathers struggled and sacrificed To build a great collective heritage Ideals higher than themselves But suffocating controlled media Moulded our racial identity The widespread selfishness Pitiful self satisfied societies corrupt by false ideas No sense of honour or loyalty To the nation which has bred them The nation which granted them uniqueness (above all) They snatch it all, with no thanks As if they had a right They live ashamed and forgetful of yesterday Timid and afraid of today With no faith or passion for tomorrow No acknowledgement, to the early fathers of our race Who fought and suffered to protect our blood So that we would be as we are So I stand to hail our ancestors of yesterday And fight to preserve our blood for tomorrow