Phillip Sajiwa - Jamila (feat. Jeremiah Chikhwaza)

Daddy
Looks paralyzed by
Last night's local brew
Which renders him half asleep on the couch
It's 9 am, and this is his post-tavern routine
Now Jamila doesn't hold conversations with her stepmom no more
The little girl's behaviour just got eerie
Her stories are rather bizarre
And since her rents don't get it
She's probably hallucinating
But it was
It was that day
The day she first dreamt of heaven
She started writing names of angels behind her momma's booklet
The book in which her late mom used to list down the name of every single person she'd share Christ's gospel with
See, Jami is now talking about being a child in a kingdom
And how a father's love never fails
She brings up concepts of a perfect man's death, burial, resurrection, and heaven or hell
She becomes the talk of her tiny unbelieving neighborhood
What is wrong with this girl?
Her older friends irked
They tell her point blank
This is what killed your mother
And Uncle Naarai at the riverbanks of Hiller Dale
We are minority, and the religious folks of this land don't believe in none of that stuff
Jamila

To which she responds softly
With a voice that seems to escape her nervous smile
"I have seen something you haven't"

Everyday I ask myself like
Am I ready to die for
Am I ready to die for
The one who came down
Gave his life and he died for me
Yes he died for me
Am I ready to give my all
Am I ready to give
Giving up my life
For the one I say I live for
I see heaven
Yeah
I see heaven

Written by:
Jeremiah Chikhwaza, Phillip Sajiwa

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