April Rain

It was in April, I remember
When the world left us to die
My memory has not failed me
It was in April wasn't it?
It is April now, and it's raining
But I remember that April long ago.

I remember William Jefferson Clinton
The first Black American President
He said save only the white skins
Leave the rest for the Interahamwe
He said that in April, I swear
My memory has not failed me.

The brave french rode in galantly
With their policy of assimilation
But we the assimilated were dissimilated
When they came only for their own
They too came that April
That month that haunts my dreams

I saw many things that April
I saw things I will never forget
I saw chopped flesh in churches
I saw grown men cry as they died
I saw one lone African warrior
I saw many things that April

I saw Clinton when he came
And I said thank you for coming
Nigeria has oil Mister Clinton
So no matter what happens in Jos
You will not leave us like Rwanda.
I told him when he came, I told him I swear.

It was in April, I remember
When the world left us to die
It is April nown and it's raining
But I remember that April, long ago.

***For the victims of the Rwandan genocide
And the Jos massacres.