The Language of Pain

Cunning ways brief peace in disguise Won't ride on rollercoaster for long Either up or down, you get your ease But unreliable are their saints' tongue Africa, when will this be wise in God's fear? Why will this fear bring rest to all? How will the sky pretends to be the premier Of course, above many are bodies that dwell Can't figure out the demons all view against amanuensis' calamities Societies are long gone to be a Savage peace for blood brothers Days we blessed are now memorable with wish to tour The momentum of war when at stake goes for triumph acting pure We can't let go of all the mask known undivulged We are not barbarians to our fathers land Thy conscience get lost on fake pledge For how long will you converge to search your courage inward We are all to one of all in drain Let the system make a fault to Civic in plain All the baraza, immunity shouldn't be irremovable If found guilty, let all under law be punishable Love will return by war If peace is to be cherished Cum tie of blood with double-edged sword Nothing goes for nothing to be major Majority are the one to consider In governance that will be of matter Majority turns trivial citizens vulgarize Minority enjoy the plight to gybe us being on unimportant matters lousy They are our teachers in these contest Can we severely reprimand their lust cum repro? No student is knowledgeable than their teacher's retro Outstanding ones can equal the teacher in a round bracket