BY MEHARI BEYENE
Babies in the west playing with robotic games
Babies in “Ghettos” playing with doll
Though both born in a mom’s womb
Loving after babies in the west dating
Dancing after the song is finished People want us to live with pride
Teachers mold us to run life with a sense of arrogance
‘Cause wisdom becoming a straightjacket
Loving after babies in the west dating
Dancing after the song is finished
Hearing voices from world catalysts
No one to be left behind
Good news for west,
For leaning on honey and milk from east guru
Bad news for the “barbaric” dubbed,
For getting juicy from pig saliva
Loving after babies in the west dating
Dancing after the song is finished
Still thinking when babies in west doing
Coughing when the babies in west sneezing
Dying before the mothers in west delivering
Loving after babies in the west dating
Dancing after the song is finished
Journey into hoods our destination
Crossing borders our situation
Miles away our fate
Ugly smile welcoming us in places of strangers
Loving after babies in the west dating
Dancing after the song is finished
Counting ages our account
Chattering box our slang
Idleness our treasure
Grief, sorrow becoming our meal
Whereas happiness reaches climax in west
Loving after babies in the west dating
Dancing after the song is finished
The Ethiopian Herald March 3/2021
