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Crises upon crises
Mothers of all children are fainting
Crises upon crises
Misery upon misery
My friends, there's no peace here
Mothers are in crisis; we're all suffering
Too much chaos, too much havoc
Suffering upon suffering
Too many crimes to solve and to crack
Poets, writers, artists and journalists, grab pens
Paintbrushes, pencils and microphones. This makes sense
This ain't a movie. Serious stuff is happening not by chance
This is an early spring
Everyone must grab something
To defend the homeland
To defend the country
To protect the ancestry
To protect people and land
Crises upon crises
The country is not a showbiz
We must respect our brothers
And our sisters who're going crazy hungry
In a country where the house rats are selling
And backstabbing other house rats. This is a bad thing
Our ancestors are unhappy where they're resting
No, they are not dead, but their bones
Hear us. And they are hurt by the ugly tones
In existence. Our people are fed up and tired
Of too many weapons in the streets. We're afraid
Of being kidnapped because of insecurity
That's spewing death in the country. We are tired
Of seeing so much corruption and so many rotten politicians
Criminal cops, unpatriotic citizens and murderers
Yes, there are too many hypocrites and fake neighbors
We are tired of so many old funky magicians
That are mocking us and talking junk and trash
Too many ghouls and fools , too many kidnappers and old idiots
And too many loups-garous and cockroaches flying like kites and jets
Sowing death, hate and terror in our nation
We are freaking tired of so much corruption
And prostitution. It seems there is no hope
Oh! Brothers, we feel all crucified and tightly roped
Nobody is at peace. Yes, we're complaining
We're tired of the bloodsuckers that have nothing
Good in their heads, yet they're in charge, in power
Everything is up to us. We must raise our voices
Against all the criminals. Yes, we have choices
We must stand up against hatred, schism, violence and terror
We must fight, we must vote for those who love our country
And our people. We must practice togetherness and unity
United, we're strong
Divided, we're wrong
Let's all shout and repeat this slogan again
And again like a beautiful refrain.

Copyright © March 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems
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