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Liars

Liars are those who cheat Embezzle the country's money they lay awake with so much ego down the country yard, they sing their own song sucking blood they deprived the poor of their rights mass cried in tears for their mislead Look at who they are, the politicians Elephant of the forest When would you dry the mass tears? liars are those who fail their promises mountainous animal, mighty and ugliest beast of the earth inside the black Rock they lay awAke to devour properties to take that which does not belong to them oh liars, i chant of sorrow and anger you took away breast from babies the masses await your promise but to no avail But you brought nothing but pains they are many fingers pointing at you. Look well least you fall and gnash your teeth liars are those who deceive pseudo democrats Old men of the east Liars take what does not belong to them In high order they kill and victimized masses push them to the thorns to suffer especially that segment of the media Audience which are poor, voiceless and cheated they think of themselves Dare the hyena howl, let it howl the poor shall sing and shall be adorn to God we Kneel in homage Liars are those who kill Ambassador of poverty they are strangers on whom the citizens of the town depend slender arms full of wickedness mother fore told me of them Liars, liars, look and beware Industries melt down before them in turn, they make the crowding stony faces of my fellows make me shiver they watch the roofs and hill wrapped in mist And laugh scornfully The night are becoming darker And you shall be caught in the web web of destruction of which you caused Be not amazed beloved, for the swiftly galloping war drums they must dance to the rhythms as long as they live when our dead come with their dead what heart will listen to their lies if we cry roughly of our torment We shall one day have to tell gently The amazing down fall of the liars. ALL RIGHT RESERVED (C) JOHN CHIZOBA VINCENT

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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