When Will Democracy Be True

Even it is painful to see my country I keep my inner wounds within myself Because bad people love to put salt In a wounds place for ointment Envy hurt people's feeling They inflect sadness instead of joy This makes people hate each other Too much intelligence sometimes makes leaders crazy They don't want spokesman for themselves He wants to manage his own political affairs by himself But when he gets wrong he blame his opponent in doing so Putting ill mannered-mistakes to make white to black Or black to white and shared to the people as sentiments The fabricated lies to others broadcast to sensationalizing Silent dictatorship choke the people to revolution Flowing the street with dissatisfaction with anger People shouting for peace, propaganda and rage Toppling the current administration to step out But the Devil is holding power, money and influence To hell with you people as the crocs said Wait for the next election no more Conniving powers from three branches is democracy This is authoritarianism, silent martial law period The leftist is silent for they are inception to cohort Became the attack dog to the good politician Money really hide what is decency and truth The oligarch are profiting all the favor Their business flourish in high degree price hike The consumers are nowhere to protest the abuses Where are the justice now, where are we fighting for Where are our the generals, the defender of the masses They are silent, money is the facemask to their mouth I wonder where progress seen, good governance will be I wonder why, I can cry is silence, gnashing my teeth I wonder where the patriots will seek patronage Where would the ordinary people will find solace Where will my next generation hold its strength Where will our nation take pride for independence Where will our politician become our true leader When will God intervene the affairs of men Where will my people end its suffering, please tell me when.