Revolution Coming

Revolution coming
The minds of the youth 
Are hungry 
Their hearts are full of worries
They are tired of suffering
Their ignorance is speaking
On their life's on daily bases 
Cos our elders in power 
Are of no good to our quest 
They are the true reason 
Why now the youth speaks
In different but same tongues

Revolution coming
A hungry youth 
Is an angry youth 
Our heart are burning
For change 
Yet Our chances are not 
Wild 
Not even nearer to 
Be close to our  quest
Still they say we are 
The giant of Africa 

Revolution coming
Our elders in power 
Are ignoring the rumours
Of war 
Cos they are comfortable
On corruption
They believe money 
Can save them always 
Cos our country wealth
They also believe is their 
Properties 
From leaders to resource owners
They grow in crimes yet it's 
Legal 
Is obvious they never realised
The cost of damage we 
Under go in our life's
Is so sad they can't hear 
The drums of revolution
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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