I'm Junubi,
A land of black origin with stories to tell
A land with blessings and curses as well
Junubi is a mother that nurture with passionate tenderness
But who cares much on political awareness

I'm a little forlorn lad within the motherland
Who has seen and witness much ravages that took lives in the land
Junubi is me, an inept me that has nowhere to turn to
Am in a dilemma of choices; where to and who to?

Here's me today, in an incongruous situation
A view that I couldn't fit in and spot my direction
Things have changes; me in a surrealism and felt abandoned
Junub, my mother, is no longer taking any upbringing

My path has started becoming coarse and rough with thorns
Bitterness within me tears me apart and leaving no bones
The best of my life is only to keep crying
Mourning the things I see, death days after days of dying

West dying, South dying, North lives keep perishing
East, women and children in agony, no sound condemning
The core, is at a mess too, useless fight of words become an anthem
Here, the mother is crying everyday and no one is yearning for them

The earth is diminishing on my sight
Am losing family, friends, siblings, no light
Tears that flows days and nights filled the oceans pouring heavily
It's ending with me in a few seconds leaving me homelessly

The laughter and smiles, I normally had have perished
Joy within me is dying and my heart hold no more pleasure pressed
People have started mocking me and jeering at me
Am motherless, Junub, my mom abandoned me