We are a wild nation,

Tired of poachers,

hunters and their painful swordsPersistent pain, wailing of daily hurtWe gnash our teeth in agony

For we can’t speak. Sweltering and sweltering in a nation A nation deprived of its rightsWe fight for our peace, They respond with a gunThey carry the seeds But the seeds of doomThey are so determinedDetermined only to kill. Defiance is their constant theme And our fresh is their joy.We are lost, lost in painLost in despairAnd lost in the wildAnd they call us extinctExtinct because they love our blood, Our meat and skinBecause we can’t speak, they can’t stop.We are left and onlyLeft to die.”When shall we gain our freedomFrom a nation that was named wild?”Indeed, we can’t askWhen we raise upWe see the meat we carry The skin, the teeth, Only for you to use.At the hands of a traffickerWe have lost joy In the corridors of justice,We have lost trust we are so dumb, we are wild And we can’t speak.