Heroes and Rogues
Yesterday,
The sky was arrogant;
Arrogant with hope,
Spread like bush fire,
By heroes,
Rogues so called,
Who fought cannons,
To set us free,
Free from chains of colonialism.
Today,
The sky darkens;
Darkens with frustrations,
Set deep in dark furrows,
By rogues,
Heroes so called,
Who fight with cannons,
To keep us impoverished,
Impoverished in the grip of democracy.
Tomorrow,
Who knows?
But time will tell,
The heroes from the rogues.
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