Mr President
He would look in your eyes. And you know it
He would call your name. And you collapse within
He ruled and reigned. We obeyed and submitted
Your excellency sir. His friends would call him
My lord and savior. servants would proclaim
He had authority to take a way life
To own your wife. And make your sons slaves
At his word the arch bishop was killed
He was invisible and too visible
Any whisper in your bed room
Would find the General in the state house
We chose him because he chose himself
Blood was common to our eyes
Like the source of Nile is
We were rebels in our own liberty
We were condemned for our rights
Killed for our choices
And tortured at the wish of one man
I still see the knives with blood
The ropes on which our courageous fathers were hanged
I still see the field marshal with his son
Inspecting the guard of honor
I still hear sounds of our late mothers
Praising the monster who burnt them later
Leaving us orphans and wanderers
In our own nation
Though we chose to forgive. Mr president
Though we are careful as we vote
Though we promised never to surrender again
Today Mr president,
Still rules in the souls of our leaders
He still roams in our continent
Looking for someone to devour
As i type this i know it will reach
Those that possess the spirit
of Mr. president
I now fear that word. Mr president
I fear the state of nation address
I fear to put OPM in full
I fear the word General
I fear the word State
I hate the word First..
My heart pumps
When i see the green uniform
I fear all this because of Mr president
I love our nation leader
I love our constitution
I love His excellency the president
But i hate
Mr President
Copyright © Muhereza Rodgers Roger | Year Posted 2013
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