MY LAND

I was born in a land where justice does not prevail
The land where lives of commoners is in peril;
The land where peace is silent and retail
The land where Rights are in deprival
People are in bondage with no freedom

Black Rider is the top guest of the month
People beg for what to eat
The land of sorrow that makes people forget their tomorrow
The Poor get alms to stay in the narrow
The land where elites are the ambassadors of poverty
They take our success for their liberty
The land where hatred flourish among the masses

The land where both region accuses each other for their atrocities

The East accuses the North for their illiteracy
The north accuses the south for their ignorance
The south accuses the west for their hypocrisy

All Regions look up for a better bureaucracy
All what I see is a fight against a democracy
Which divides the nation
While ambassadors stands to hide their privacy
I see rage and melancholy in peoples eyes
Thee cometh with alacrity to put their Hercules
Who would save the land from this Apocalypse