Like Morning Mist
Like morning mist
the tyrants disappear from Africa
Like dew on the grass
they vanish early in the day
Like chaff before the wind of change
they are blown away
The wise leaders serve their people
The foolish ones load it on their subjects
The wise know it for sure
That justice is but their savior
Copyright © Bulinya Martins | Year Posted 2012
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