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