A Form of Rule
The nervous chatter
The haunted stares
The muted prayers
Their motherland
Totters all about
Democracy gone bad
Democracy a tool
Of elites to amass..
Power with a guise
Of legitimate rule..
A sad twist of affairs
Has the motherland
Tottering in gloom
Modernization.. is it
Westernization.. is it
Democracy.. elitism
Now has them disillusioned
Going at each others jugular
Please dream my people
Of home grown solutions
Please do break away
From the chains of reasons
From the chains in seasons
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