An eagle soars the sky,
Floating high above the earth,
He looks down on tiny specks of life
He knows not what they think,
Cares not!
Cause he is free.
Yet in life all this is a lie
For even from our birth
We are living lives filled with strife
Caring only for ourselves
Never others
All wishing to be free.
But all of you I’ll defy
As I too am free
Soaring
Never captive
Yet, one – day I’ll be no more –
And who’ll remember?
Namibians are Miserable
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