The Forgotten District of Dangriga
They took no hostages, and told no lies
Politics and power like attitudes
Gets sour by the hour.
The Sadist will wear many hats
Briber of those who cower
Who bows to pseudo facts?
It takes clear minds to fend off evil
Some folks seem astute
Yet they're far from civil
Collective power...
That reigns supreme
Resurface fresh and clean, for
The forgotten District of Dangriga
That never faints nor sleep
It's mighty spirit sweeps
Across seas, and surfaces in voices
Steep as pure diamond
Voices free of fraudulent colors.
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