Freedom by bone and blood

Wise men of the old days
who saw what freedom costs
Left us a proverb that is soo deep
Telling us in black and white,
That the price of freedom has never been cheap!
For freedom was given to you the day you were born
Prayer and begging won't make things work
if you are willing to endure the colonial yolk.
He who beg for what he has by birth
Surrendering his right to his likes
Shame is his fortune while he is on earth
And restless his "Ekera" would be even in the afterdeath.
Thousands fall to rise the fallen "Bokku"
Millions perished for their "waadaa' and 'kakuu'
Their blood is not in vain, however
But narture the freedom tree forever
As it was propheted by Mamo Mazamer.
Said it was nothing impossible for God
And yet written in Holy books are God's word
That we must not, we must not beg,
But regain freedom through bone and blood!!!!!