A song made by rodgerschanda83
A song made by rodgerschanda83
(Soft piano chords fade in)
Five years of walking the path.
Five years of service.
We remember the work, we remember the heart.
It’s been five long years since the trust was placed in me
To stand for Luto Ward, to set the vision free
From Chisokone to Kapula, the dust has turned to stone
Building roads that bind us, so no one walks alone
In Chizinga and Luto, the schools are standing tall
Brick by brick we gathered, to answer every call
I remember the promises, the weight of every word
The cries of the forgotten, that finally were heard.
For the progress we have tasted, for the bridges that we crossed
For the strength we found together, despite the heavy cost
From Chituba to Natwange, the changes start to show
Deep in Chilobwe’s heartbeat, we watch the future grow
I was there in the silence, I was there in the gray
Helping in the funerals, when you had no words to say.
In Kabombo the shadows, they used to hide the light
But now the path is open, clear throughout the night
It wasn't just the concrete, or the roofs upon the wall
It was standing at your side, whenever you would fall
When the sorrow hit your doorstep, when the tears began to run
I was there beside you, until the work was done
Five years of dedication, five years of the grind
Leaving all the broken, and the bitter past behind.
For the progress we have tasted, for the bridges that we crossed
For the strength we found together, despite the heavy cost
From Chituba to Natwange, the changes start to show
Deep in Chilobwe’s heartbeat, we watch the future grow
I was there in the silence, I was there in the gray
Helping in the funerals, when you had no words to say.
Service is a burden, but it’s one I gladly bear
Because I saw the dignity that you deserved to share
It’s more than just the politics, it’s more than just the race
It’s seeing hope reflected in every single face.
For the progress we have tasted, for the bridges that we crossed
For the strength we found together, despite the heavy cost
From Chituba to Natwange, the changes start to show
Deep in Chilobwe’s heartbeat, we watch the future grow
I was there in the silence, I was there in the gray
Helping in the funerals, when you had no words to say.
Five years of service.
Five years of heart.
Chisokone, Kapula, we are never far apart.
(Fading piano)
Rest now, for the road ahead is long.
We are one people.
We are one home.