bullets and bombs flies over our heads,
instead of birds
sorrow and pain makes our heart ache,
instead of swimming in joy
hide and seek has become the order of the day,
instead of walking without fear
ammunition has replaced the positions of our mattress and pillow
we now sleep with our eyes opened
expecting the worst at any hour
but we still have hope for the best to occur
a miracle that can be performed with our heads
but we refuse to brood over it
when will this come to an end?
how will this end?
well,who knows best than the creator.
nobody
the hungry stomach of our political leaders ,
is always filled with the "national cake"
roads not tarred,become death traps
social amenities uncompleted,
urine is drunk as water
leaf eaten as food
what is this country turning into?
while these leaders relax in their couch,
and entertain themselves.
our sweat and toil.
is what brings them wealth and joy.
they careless about our health
mansions on mountains is what they build
whiles we live in huts
when we struggle to feed
they wait to be fed
they count their dimes to weigh their riches
whiles we make a countdown for their death.
they deny us but we remind them of their plea for power.
these leaders deserve no blame
because we caused this pain
and poverty is what we stand to gain.
the only choice we have
is to pick up the pieces of glass
we helped to break.
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