Topsy-Turvy
What if now was yesterday
And things are the way they were then
Would I be what I am today
Or would I be what I was back then
The world has gone topsy-turvy
The loads have gotten too heavy
Everything feels funny
Smiles only come with money
Life seems so unreal
I’m out of touch with reality
Commonsense is very scarce
Like a dog that eats its own vomit
Betrayal comes before you even know it
Promises get broken
Vows unspoken
Principles don’t matter no more
Ethics are but a mirage
Goal posts are mobile
The chameleon is the king of camouflage
(But) even he doesn’t change that quickly
Who knows the ingredients of the broth we are about to take?
How many more years do we have to carry on?
Maybe it is too late to worry
I have just been crowned master of mischief
I need to be liberated
Please rescue me
I need to get back in touch with reality
(Where) The sun sets in the west
And rivers flow downstream
I cry for the lost past
I long to return to the beginning
Where purity and serenity had meaning
Take me back in time
When mankind knew no crime
Days when I was young and true
Days filled with morality and virtue
Somebody give me direction
Show me the way
I’m going to say it loud
I’m going to say it clear
To those with ears let them hear
To them that have eyes let them see
Shackle me if you want
But I verily refuse to veil the truth
Anatero onenawo
Kalekale likanati lidzibwerera
Zinthu zanyanya
Copyright © John Pen | Year Posted 2014
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