They amaze me,
They marvel and rejoice at compliments
But never give a damn to complains and laments.
All they do is oppress the weak,
To their "splendid" tactics they'll stick
Thinking we are blind we never see
Yet we know how their futures are but bleak.
We'll lie low focusing on the future
Knowing only too well, we'll be guided by nature
And a human heart in us she'll nurture
To view others also as We.
As long as they know not what the future'll be,
Changes shall come our way we beleive.
These oppressions we won't any longer perceive,
With our votes, the masses we shall relieve.
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