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| Photo by Resta Nyamwanza |
We’ve made our marks on the land
So they know we’re here to stay
We’ve strained our muscles taut
So they see how tough it can get
We’ll tug to the last ounce of strength
To prove how right we are
We’ll make them come to us
Our perspectives are better
We’ll make them cross the line
To prove they were wrong all the while
We’ll not cry like them
because we’ve always been stronger
We’ll tug with a grin on our faces
Because we’re in control
Of just one end of the same age-old rope.
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