Our leaders in castle big, dwell
Beneath their charade, sang
Us a sweet lullaby, to tender our hearts
If I may speak, my rights might be extinct
Just like the flock of birds
They sell us a lot of lies
The masses dines, from the crumble of their impotent
Like a neatly tied knot, benevolent
They polish their good deeds
Our life's to live,they sell to us as a dream
Our liberty, "they say" belongs to us
But we die in poverty, to get our due
Our leaders in castle big, dwell
Sacrifices of burnt offering, they bring
In election, to buy our fluid souls
They feast on our lives, to reach their goals
Just like the flock of birds
They sell us massive lies
©Anunobi Johnson kosi
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