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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The song came to me again this morning, The youth own the future. It makes my ear bitter and sorrowful. We been hearing the old song before, Yet, no future for us the youths. We are painted black and red, the Grey hair men still dominate , dominate and embezzle our pride. Our wings cut off amidst agony. When is the is the future, leader? When is our turn to get the national cake? When shall we rule perfectly without god fatherism? Good neighbourliness is a good thing, Yet we are hostile and embittered. Each moves about its own way, Facing the oddities of life just like the snake of the forest. Easily harm and hopeless. Remember our lives have a price. a price of dignity and honour. Our lives has a price to pay before another phase of life opens. When shall you remember our pains and suffering? When shall we be remember in our own land? Remember we follow your footsteps Give us bread and we shall give to your offspring. Such is life to behold. Stop the torture and embezzlement and give us quantitative future, Give us future to hope on . perhaps that would show us our position in ages to come by. So we can proudly swallow the song without quarreling with our stomach. When shall you cease to deceive us? When shall w be gathered in honour? When shall we taste the honey from the land without the bee stings? In us lies the future but the future is hidden from us. Our ancestors passed the songs to our fathers, and our fathers passed the song to us to sing, we are the leaders of tomorrow Yet, we will pass it to our children . Would that not make us foolish fathers? When is our future, leaders? When the position is passing hand to hand. remember a hen does not abandon it chicks, Because she hopes to nurture and impact on them. Lead them to the godly ways so that when the kite shall come howling they can hide themselves . Where shall we hide in the future? Where is our portion in our native land? careful, beware leaders, we count all your steps our revolt may claim your lives. Remember the youths watches you calmly yet angry, angry for justice and equity.
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