I Speak
I speak for the people
Who look to the future
With eyes blinded by poverty and lack
All seeing nothing
People tired of broken promises
Shattered dreams
And battered existences
Masses tired of insensitive leaders
Tyrants masqueraded as saints
We Fed up with all this gross insecurity
And shear uncertainty
About economics
We do not even understand
Masses who wake up everyday
With nothing but curses for their fatherland
Masses coerced to bend their will consistently
And continuously tortured by the snare of the powerful
Frightful of the woes
That come with rebellion
I speak for those
Unsure of what tomorrow brings….
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