The Saviour
Now that he is your saviour
The President, the Governor, and the Cauncillor
Who would save your country from corruption and war
He is indeed president of the poor
Or governor of the poor
Or councilor of the poor
For he understands situation of the poor
Moreover, he is once poor
Now that you have voted for him and won
And within your mind he is the only one
That could set your country free from evil deeds
Forget God is the only good
No wonder He gives man no rest
For HE alone is the final rest
Knowing they rest mind and seek peace
From creature like them and neglect Him, the true peace
Now this is his second seat
Remonstrating, no good has come, but discomfort
Know that
Man does his best
And leaves the rest
He alone is able to do all we want
Why not look up to Him and pray
YOU are the SAVIOUR, shout, and say
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