I come from a place where good morning means nothing
A place where respect is earned
Not by Face value
But by the lining in my pocket.
I come from a place where Dabidabi 3b3y3 yie is the national anthem
Sang for some 61 years and yet nothing seems to fathom
All I hear is 3nd3 di3 ay3 yie
Sang by our supposed Nationalist
Patriots who sing to the glory of their accounts – Parrots
I come from a place where religion has left my neighbors drank with fear
Touch not my anointed they are quick to sneer
And look on as these supposed anointed parade so clear
In first class, Mercedes Benzes and motorcades
A slap for a miracle, a 9 month kick for deliverance.
We praise the messengers and not the message
Allowing so many con-artists to pitch camp in our minds.
I come from a place where people want to be thought for
Present them with facts and they will tell you
I didn’t hear it from my Aunties – Cousins – wife who is currently…
In Plain Sight
Propaganda trades, and every soul buys and sells.
A sad truth, an unending roller-coaster.
I come from a place where Roads, Schools and Electric Poles are built
And everyone wants to clap for their government
Laudable, yes… but what are you clapping for?
Who else do you expect to build these things if not your “Ministers”?
Its root word from Latin which means Servants
Instead, applaud yourself for making sure you put your Servants (ministers) to work.
The end result a testament to your future generations.
I come from a place where abrofosem is cherished over the traditional.
I lie? Turn on your radio right this minute. Satisfied?
Where I come from has beauty and splendor – Its blood of royal lineage
But like a goat to a flower – some have chosen to slowly chew on our majesty
And keep us quiet by pumping fear and lies into our lungs.
And they keep it there by hiding behind suits while we struggle with our A,B,C’s.
I come from a place, where a young man like me is never respected
Even if he is to find the cure to cancer
Just because he is young – what does he know? Or what has he seen?
To open my mouth is taboo.
To criticize my leaders in their face is sin
And therefore I am cut off… like…