See the lives of innocent people shed in cold blood amidst the struggle
They left home, never got back and couldn't give their loved ones the last cuddle
For the cause they died, yearly as a reminder, our memories must juggle
Before we forget their sacrifices with so many political lies and bubbles
Their thoughts forever upon our hearts would always stumble
With sober reflection we would be so we can make the right choice and not fumble
All plans to make us forget our rights and power we will always crumble
We have to take a bold step and act, enough with the underneath grumble
There is a clear difference between stupidity and being humble
It's time to voice out and the season has gone for every mumble
They want to fight dirty like a pig but we know their gimmicks so we won't rumble
With our voices together every corrupt practice we must tumble
We have been silent for too long we have
We have forgotten what it means to sing a victory song
Now we have found our voices and our gong
We want to matter and we want to be counted among
Among those who brought the changes we have long dreamt about
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.