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Monday, 14 May 2012

A Ghanaian Election



Do not hang the dreams of my children 
Do not wrong the lives of the unborn yet 


Who came from the motherland with ambition 
And found resolve to mount progression 


Who found  meaning and riches 
To help his own patch, get ever so green 


Who joined a course a worthy one 
And found a media, a medium voice to be heard 


Who became the naked King, a thousand "yes sir, master"
And thought he was, to be made bigger than Rome 


Who called for the down fall of Rome with political rhetoric 
Burn Rome, burn Rome, and called out toys of ravage 


And toy soldiers gallantly that wanted blindly to follow 
And march to the sound of battles, puppets with arms  


Do not hang the dreams of my children 
Do not wrong the lives of the unborn yet 


We just started seeing the difference  
Rain makes after a long spell of draught 


Do not call for the gods of carnage  
Yee men of copulate and montague 


Waving your flags above that of the kingdom 
You are only as we make you, as a collective 


Do not threaten to hang the dreams of my children 
Do not wrong the lives of the unborn yet 


We as a collective us as a union 
We stand guard at post, alerting your sleep walk 

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