Call It What You Want

Call it what you want It is what it is We know what we know You cant play us no more Cos the game has changed So change your style Cos it is what it is We can't be fooled once again We can't be sleeping all the time We are no more what it use to be So change your ways Or we change you by our selves Call it what you want Tell me what is the use of you all If not the people power Why are you acting Like the world belong to you alone Can't you see the colours in the sky Hope you can hear the voices In dismay Cos it is what it is We are no more what it use to be We can't be sleeping all the time So change your style Or we change you by our selves Call it what you want Say it how you wish But make sure you are identifying Chase them away When ever they come around Chant them away loud with your true voice Cos they are the reason We are who we are now There stories are not our benefit So let the streets be hot for them Show them no love Be not kind to evil Cos it is what it is We are no more what it use to be We can't be sleeping all the time So change your style Or we change you by our selves The day shall come When the wicked shall bleed Without mercy They shall cry with no help They shall morn with no pity They shall perish with no remedy And die with no dignity Even their offspring will reject their names Their kids will never want to associate With their shadow not even come closer To their graves They shall be an example of a bad meat Cursed and rejected by all and Their end will be a new beginning For the poor to live as humans For the sake of our long awaited humanity. Note This peom is not meant To excite any violence It is from part of our reality in Africa It is a prophecy for the wicked We are tired of suffering