Our land was not as it was
Things changed when new surveyors came into being
They fragmented our land
Using the unseen lines, they broke our land
The unity was divided
People were separated and hatred came in between the gap!
Our land was not as it was
So you who lives where you live
Forget not that the land is not as it was
Just love and give thanks on it
Use it kindly
When you plant a tree, allow your neighbor to sleep under its shade
Use your land to love one another
That place was once my forest
It's a place where once my fish pond laid
And a swampland where my ducks and other birds played
But things changed when new surveyors came into being
Before they came
We had a dream
A dream of a snake swallowing and vomiting people
We had a dream of them eating fire and spitting smoke
We had a dream of them using funny sticks with deafening sound
The sticks that vomited a symbolism of death
We had those dreams
We had a dream that our small precious cake would be divided among themselves and we shall sweat and shed blood to have it
That's what we dreamt
And it came to pass
The words of a prophet
And as for me
I walked into the military tunnel of hunger and thirsty
I was for a year about, not a fish
I left beside my loved ones
My child, my nephew, my pet and my spirit
I walked into the bitter bloody battle of dying and surviving, from where not everyone returns
Just to fight for the land
That was being dragged away from we
By the new surveyors
So if you own a land,
Give thanks on it
And when you plant a fruit, let not your neighbor die of hunger
With me I took not even a cloth
With me I took not even a slasher
With me I took only the hope and faith
That I shall win every battle no matter what
Come rain come sunshine
Even though I took the first line of the battle
I just believed I shall win
When the ferries walked on water
Coming on our way in shoals like fishes
To catch our tropical fish
And drag away our land
When the canons and arsenals coughed
When a loud horn from a far beeped
Believe me, I was still eye opened
Only a few canons hit the target
Only few ferries reached the island
Only few coughing arsenals and sticks laid down their prey
Before they'd reach their destination point
I was with them
Only to make sure they didn't drag our land from we
So if you own a land, give thanks on it
And if you boil some beans, let the starving have a bite!
At last peace came into our land
I was glad every step I partake
Made me come closer to conclusion I wanted
The dark, those not speaking English, now know
The new surveyors changed their mind
The battle was tough and tight like a dic' in the butt
But now, everything is now history
Everything evil is now at rest
Our land stuck
So if you own a land, give thanks on it
And if you cooks some delicious tantalizing food, write not on door 'dangerous dog'
Let us rejoice for the freedom
For someone planted the tree that you are enjoying its shade now
To God be the glory
