Behind the truth
In my vision of a zambian story
They is no freedom.
Just people angry for answers
Eyes deeped in salty water Our hope is buried in weak foundation
Women and children falling like flies,
Governments, for profit telling lies,
Fathers depressed and out of work,
the economy failing, in need of a hack.
From Zambia to Europe
You see Europe gives a rope
To hung yourself
Hope hangs on a tiny rope,
All eyes on underpaid medics,
Plunged into professional slavery, due to ethics
I pray to the man above
If he can hear us
How many days can a dead dream take to resurrect
(The fastest way people lose hope in god is the silence from the heavens )
I see the self portrait of a zambian citizen claiming to be a Christian nation
With 72 tribes ,we have been separated the stories we were told
We love is artificial as protectic legs the countrys crown ?? is on profectic lies we share s the same language were politicians find favour
Cause we are sub divided
The fastest way the Zambian government end a protest is to silence the people of speech
Arise from the darkness
Facebook is on lockdown and police brutality is now a mith they is anthem is a way to bland them destroy them cause society is .........
An eye for for an eye only the the world blind
The sugar quited lies we are told makes as monster
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