Arise Compatriots

Come over and let's reason, My heart pumps of all that tints my ears. Could it be true and real That life has Spongs itself off our lain? To mean that our heroes' energy is dent. Hmmmm!!! This can't be true, Cos the essence of reality is gone off it. Our land, oh our land is glory in its blood. As all hands are handicap to Savage it. For the fear of our belly, the labour of our past heroes is in vain. And that which we fear has become our lots. Neither old nor young is innocent That all crave for the national cake to loot. Arise, oh compatriots As our nation calls for your obedience. To save it with love, strength and faith Not for the fight of the belly. Which causes the fall of Gehazi And our looping doom so soon. Arise, oh arise! The compatriots to Savage our land. This is a call not the law.