Your name sends a chill
Your face sends a silent cold, traveling through spines, like needles
Hidden under the enclaves of CARI,
Deep in the bosom of Bong!
When men, like chicks, ran to your arms for shelter
You opened a door, hid them under your feathers
From the gnashing sounds of gunshots and stray bullets
Bringing a relief, life was about to breathe again!
In the darkest of dark,
You pushed them out to the wolves
Shut your huts
Took off your doors
Demolished your windows
Unmasked your face
And, like a coward, you fled
Oh Tanzania base! Why?
You could have left us alone!
Let the lions devour us then!
Or, we would have buried ourselves alive!
But you gave us hope, masked by terror!
And left us out to dry
Wish your name could vanish like a dream
Oh Tanzania base, you are a beast!