What happen to my country
My beloved Oh God!
Why are those in thrones
Perilous and proud?
Mighty influential
Omnipotent and rich
They’re high criminals
So hard to reach.
Why they have power
To control everything?
These craving culprits
Don’t know how to sing.
Justice is blind
For those who are down
Justice prevails
For one who wears crown.
How lavishly poor
This country my God
Do we live fairly
In a place full of odds?
Oh my God
Where is our hope?
These living criminals
Dominates our slope.
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What's Next?(The Untold 2)
PoetryYou'll never really learn unless you give yourself a hard try- Lei Strauss
