The Decree

Eat drink and be merry, a voice resonates from the balcony, Eat drink and be merry the time has come for you to be happy You have burn the energy out of the sun and you have put the Whole country on the run, you have placed the guns in hands of the Youth and you have been spilling blood through and through The political party of blood must cease and acknowledge your defeat Eat drink and be merry and tell the people that you are sorry, you must Balance the book and give everyone something to cook. You have turned the world into a story book, and people have nothing to cook, Eat drink and be merry, the voice continues to shout. I looked around but no one was there but the angels have something to share, they have seen the misery of everyone and the danger the leaders have cast on the land. The darkness was good for a while, it has made some people comply and others to come to their ruthless senses and made the difficult ones start doing some serious soul searching. I have directed you to walk this way but you have turned the other way, I have balanced the budget you but your Intel team makes me want to scream, who dear you mash my plans to drain the energy out of the land if you had listened to what I have to say everything would have gone the other way. The curse is upon your throne and the time has come for you have to step down. You are still playing a losing game hitting a ball that is landing nowhere, the holes are already closed and you have not further to go. Give someone else a shot of life for their hard earned sacrifice. It is time to end your gaudy game and deal with your endless pains and shame Eat drink and be merry, the voice erupts again; share what you have got with those without a frock. The voice got louder and louder, and it kept getting closer and closer, no one was in sight but I have, seen a bright light, resting upon the house and the people start gathering around They were in a jubilant mood and they were moving around with A dish of food, young and old bright and bold from all color and creed descended upon the lawn of the white house, they sang familiar Christmas songs with much delight Eat drink and be merry, the voice continue to shout and when I turned around a brand new family emerged from the shadows on to the balcony of the white house and the crowd welcome them with a great shout. Eat drink and be merry.