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WE'LL GET BACK TO YOU
We truly believed things would change
after years of sweat and sacrifice
planting seeds in borrowed soil
watering them with pieces of our youth.
Day after day, we sat in rooms
learning how to nod and pretend
studying to lead, to build
to heal nations with thought and pen.
Month after month, we challenged our minds
told ourselves we were shaping futures
learning to analyze the world
while slowly unraveling our own.
But no one warned us
some seeds don’t bloom in this system.
They lie untouched beneath polished shoes
as we wander office to office
resumes soaked in sweat and regrets
chasing hope down corridors
that echo with the same reply:
“We’ll get back to you.”
Copyright ©
Hakim Fuhad Mansaray
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