A loud shout to unveil the political injustice of termites on a throne and digging of the corruption that as lef humans shrinking interstines and drowning in a deep pitof crime, exposing the sound of loud drums with empty promises, while despair fills our heard, we still have that small speck of hope, that seeing eye of hope of a youthful fresh morning breeze that will sway in and brightens the continent. It highlights the final awakening push to a vibrant young soul of an African continent.