A shooting star

A shooting star

A shooting star in a dark, dark, dense dark sky
Among politicians, what's looking at doctor Abiy
Weaving people's destiny, glowing rainbow
Hope radiates on whatever this Man sow
From what we saw, behind his shadow
A monument of unity and solidarity,
Erected we project in His bounty
A tom tom being played amidst a vast desert
Heralding that very soon with water we flirt
Rewriting the story of Moses, breaking the sea
Making us to traverse, from the doomsday we see
Revival of our glory, end of our days in slavery
One who makes us to stick to our ancestary
The pride we traded for trivial White magic
He restored our liberty with his mighty stick
Abiy for peace, Abiy for forgiveness
Abiy for love, Abiy for ultimate oneness
Can't you see what I see in the darkness
A shooting star on the sky of the horn of Africa,
That promised king coming to rule from Africa to Jamica
Black people unfolding the red carpet
Dancing to the rythm of our own beat
He's coming, come on guys, feel the spirit.
He's breaking the Atlantic triangle for good
So justice shall prevail in our black world,
That faithful, natural black brotherhood.

Brook Beyene (Don Bruno)
July 30, 2018 Addis Ababa