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Tell me what you require of me?
Tell me why are you playing with my dignity?
You have sent all type of Tom, 
Dick and Harry to maneuver my life
Stranger, neighbor and family member
All are cruel people with material mind
They don’t care a dam if I live or die
You come in the dead heat of the night
Issuing all types of disorder, everyone
Knows what’s going on except me
Even when I get the victory
The person feeling the pain is me
The person getting the blame is me
The person that has no shame is me
You have been hiding behind the doors for fifty six years 
And following me everywhere with your stupid show 
You constantly keep spoiling the show everywhere I go
You mash up my computers hack my mobile phone
And you give the code to the people on the street to bother me
Sometimes I understand and sometimes I don’t 
Because I do not have time to process everything 
Especially when I am on the go
I have always led an independent life
And I never had to rely on anyone
But since I came to this country
I have been facing all kind of misery
You do not know when enough is enough you
You really enjoy the cuss cuss
You delight in causing chaos in taxi and minibus 
Nobody is saying anything to me
All that they are doing is cursing me
And cause someone that cannot rule
 Make me look like a fool
My heart is full and my spirit is burning
to be in a unique place that  is quite deserving
I have been holding back the tears
that has been haunting me for many days
I swallow the spit and tolerate the 
That was set to pull me down into the pit
I tried to cry, I tried to make a sigh but
 I couldn’t  breathe a word
Is this what you call culture?
Everyone knows what’s going on except me
And this has hurt my dignity, 
I was never part of their show
No matter which why it goes
The house is turning around 
And the clown will wear a new crown
My heart feels it and my spirit reveals it
There is just a few more days to go
Before the start of the new show
It’s Friday evening 
And the people are cruising
My heart is flaming and the bed is burning
No time to loose no time to be confused
You have just heard the news
I must leave this place before I am bruise
Let the new show begin.
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