This life is full of shame
Is this how God meant for us to live
If I was wise, I would say this is a curse,
A sign that God is punishing us

As I take a look back,
Our parents used to have way more fun with this life compared to us
Yes, it was hard trying to live life
while you are running, dodging police and bullets
But in their minds they knew what life was all about
Today going to sleep is like a mission,
You don’t know if you will make it to see another day
We commit more sin than we seek salvation
Yet, we still bow our heads asking God for forgiveness
Life was meant to be fun after apartheid
but now I see that we are turning ourselves into slaves
not believing what we could offer humanity

There is this thing called rumours
We spread more rumours than we believe in the truth
Our own existence brings a sour taste in my mouth,
Our own existence brings tears to my eyes
It is like a cold story repeated over and over again
Why do we fight each other?
Why do we kill each other?
Why is there so much hate going on?

People are angry, people are swearing
but for what?
It is becoming clear every day
that we are our own sworn enemy

There is no love
We are all over the news,
we fill up the jails,
we kill each other,
divorce rates go up every day
but we claim that we are the united nation
If this is not a curse then it is not the way life should be

We want a brighter tomorrow
with no guaranteed present moment
Let’s get back to what is important
before our generation is swept off the surface of the earth
I don’t think it is fair

I ask God to forgive us
To bring life to what it used to be
And bless the whole of Africa