Act we need
As they, we ellect are full of greed
No more shall we keep waiting for them to put our nation on its feet
Our destiny is ours, and we are not destined to face defeat
It might be war
It might not, we are all fruits of a tree that have fall
Those rotten we refused to weed out
Instead we gave them mantle of leader
So the war is not against anyone but us
We need to do away with our mental curse
For hereforth the nation that birth us shall forsaken us
It might sound uncultured but we need to stop the senseless worship to our colonial ancestors.
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