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| Cursed by the vote we cast |
You can make
the clouds rain
You can send
the sun away
At least you
claim to know it all
Or so you
say you’re my other god
You speak
tiny truths snake
And I
blindly believe all you say
You break my
heart,
With all your lying.
You break my
heart,
You leave me frying
You
literally placed my life in a pan
Hot on fire
toasting at your mercy
And you care
not about my cries
I burn in
rags as you wow in wealth
Cursed by
the vote I cast
You break my
heart
you leave me
crying
Dreams so
big than the skies can screen
Tears well
my eyes thinking about’em
You break my
heart
With all
your dreaming
Yet I can
never be where you are
Seems
designed just for few
Who never
cease to speak of trying
You break my
heart
With all
your trying
You piled
power to make souls fight
Got great
tide pulled to your side
You
hypnotize the masses
With wise
witty slogans
Wicked
mathematician
You confuse
numbers to your favor
Mister
politician!
You break my
heart
You leave me
dying.
by Sammy Nakitare
this a good one, speaking the mind of many kenyans, not only kenyans bt the citizens of this world. kip it up sammy, emmanuel.
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