To the men
in black, the ones we trust
To them we
vote, to us they screw
Servants
they claim to be, I wonder who they serve.
From Axim
to Yendi, Amedzofe to Donkorkrom, Bekwai to Ada I see them patrolling.
The time
has come, it’s ripe and it’s here! Perhaps the best part of democracy. It’s not
as if we’re to judge their works. We wouldn’t be wrong in doing that though.
But it’s a
time to maintain or change leaders.
Its been 4 years now. Bro, Sis, draw a
graph. How’s your curve? A downward or upward slope? ‘Charle’ keep that to
yourself. It’s personal.
2 months to
go, or a month less
The state
of them, their carefully woven words
As sweet as
gum, but doesn’t stick as much.
A trigger
of a routine is released. Its election time and they want to be friends. It’s
not as if we can reject them. But we know they will.
And so
we’re friends now. But we know it wouldn’t last. Oh Yes! We know it and they
know it. We never forget them, but they will soon forget us.
They know
what they want. They have a plan. They said they want to lead us, and we came
to a positive consensus on that. Only to see them rule us.
They rule
us as though we were a threat to nature. As slaves and masters, we live in our
own land. But we are innocent and feeble, toothless and reserved. Our quest is
only for what is rightfully ours. We want no more than that!
Oh men in
black. Our hope, our light
Oh men in
black, men full of lies
They come
in suits just to deceive
We know
their type, yet we still believe
So deft
with their words, they promise us the world. We listen and we trust, they
flatter and deceive
But they
don’t care, they don’t even know
We have no
hope, so rot and die?
We admit
the times we talked bad against you.
We admit when we break our bounds and
voice out our discomfort in ‘harsh’ words.
We admit
those moments we paint you black to the world. We admit all of those.
But the
different people we see in you today and shortly
after we soak our thumbs in ink for your sake is what bewilders us.
To the many
who weep on the inside for similar cause, we salute you.
For they
get drunk with power, so full of pride.
We idolize
these ‘heroes’ when to them we are absolute zeros
No way!
Lets wake and act
Peacefully
to the polls, Lets show some passion, lets vote on grounds
For we live
to suffer if these men don’t deliver
Lets vote
in some tools and feel at home
We need
men, those who can lead
Not men in
black
We need leaders
who fear God above all else!
#Peace
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