Vocals are deadly silent
Truth remains un-spoken
Utterances depict lies
Story telling rewards goes to the biggest liars.
One more time
The people shall cross The Powerful X on paper
Some blindly in confusion
Others drowning in hope for better tomorrow
Many remain trapped in their lives’ silence
While the crocodile tears turns into tender hands
Political right to mass deception goes on
Brewed in the belly of the beast
One more time, the nation fed hunger.
The nation fed hunger will grow to be angry
Will rise into desperate songs of confusion
Anger marinated with temporary “governance promise”
Will drag the people back to stone age, back to slavery.
Back into the hands of sorrow, sorrow and sodomy.
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