It Has Been Far Too Long.
We have watched for too long
We danced to oppression with a song
Degrading us with a shameful gong
Caucus they formed, we are not among
Looting us, they still don't see the wrong
Our resources, to the drench they wrung
They said we'd only shout, nothing more
Yes, they were right because that's all we did
Good starting point yet in the end bought over
Divided within ourselves due to greed
Many are ready to sell their souls for money
Throwing away our fights and our sweats
They would rather trample on us to get ahead
Left us all to hang on the dryer and bled
Have you forgotten the blood others shed?
You are proud because you have bread
How many people with it have you fed?
Only to the land of corruption have you led
Outsiders see roses with fragrance on our bed
Underneath, away from prying eyes, we see red
Red - the blood of innocent lives that have been wasted
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.