The Singing Fools

We are farmers without hoes and cutlasses Dancing the stupid song of poverty Push us back and forth, we follow Once in the farmland, we does nothing than sleeping. Under the farmstead snoring provokely. Have you seen the precious example we've laid. We are men of war without arsenals We are doctors without stethoscope Our heart tell us heart breathing of patients We see when we don't see Servants to the patients who prescribe drugs themselves We only give false prophecy which they believed in. With us manoeuvrings medical laws Bad mannered of manifestation of the heartbeat We sing hilariously to make people happy But remained sad Always caught in the webs of sin We are teachers without chalk and pen Teaching what we don't know Educating students to become fools as we are. Push us back and forth, we follow Fools with no destination and self esteem The sings parrot is better off than us Because it knowth where to stop in the high pitch of its song Which we knowth not We are drivers without vehicle Come on board we take you to hell On the street we roam about hopeless not speechless Our heads abroad but legs a home We only give ears to those who call us friends Whether in advantage or disadvantage Perhaps that is why the pseudo democrats, corrupt leaders, office loafers, and dubious leaders Use us as political animals We are husbands with no wives Pupils with no books and Biro Come, we teach you our singing styles What you don't know about us The singing fools we are Black sheep of the nation Rotten shinning fragrance eggs Able bodied but foolish mind We mislead and deceive young teens Destroy and vandalizing properties Truth is far from us We bury ourselves in the same foolishness Betray our own honest and truths In the quest for foolish fame and wealth.