Drone
Drone of the nation am here to show you the way,
Your lost and never accept changes they say,
But they forget my father took you from their hopeless hand,
They left you without tooth now they came with meat,
Though they say my head is bull but I know your value
They make you beggar without hand, market of the used pants,
But am here to make you proud again you will fly away with joy,
Just to show them how beautiful you are.
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