Dawn was then,
When majestically we went in and out of the hut
Homogeneity binding us with one vein
Anakubala Chanting Mwali praises by heart
Before becoming psychopaths of colonisation.
Then were we civilised in twilight
Like madmen, for the impostors’ culture we ran in assimilation.
But wasn’t Our dignity robbed, and we left with a hurting heart?
Don’t we wander as societies modernised, yet without recognition?
Aren’t we hankering for heterogeneity and gluttonism?
Now rises dusk along with inhumanisation
For globalisation is due, with inevitable socio-racial fate
Could we still do away with this inhumanisation?
Shall it be by the eurocentricism being thrown away?