Sadness within our walls
When the day disappears for the night,
To begin its shift
I am a shadow staring at myself as,
I’ve hold on to too many hopes and impediments.
And done something more than prayer,
Waiting for God’s directions to the right part,
And recover my losses,
So, we don’t join darkness,
We are no longer at ease,
With this miserable moments of time we called life,
Drums of war sounding loud,
Bloody flood soaking our land,
Fear has outrank our mood,
Daily, tears flow like a river,
We sleep with our eyes open,
Even in sunshine we shiver,
Our shield is broken,
We’ve counts of dead daily,
Our women are being abused,
Many citizens have fled in research of greener pasture,
We are Confused because of the invaders,
Who came to steal, kill and destroy .
But for our heartless leaders,
Whose actions never brought joy,
The enemies are within our borders,
Security has failed again and again
But we are to watch and see wonders,
Sermon by these men without shame,
Obviously, the centre cannot hold,
No effort to stay alive because of the machine Men,
hold of something and be bold,
On the day we awake from slumber,
To roar against corruption like thunder,
When the scales in our your eyes drop like ants,
Let’s not Spare our leaders
Until we decide to be warriors,
To conquer the insecurity with our land.
If mistakenly we start thinking freedom ,
From those who used wisdom
To become hard currency,
In case by miracle our eyes open
To see mansions abroad with wealth stolen
Billions managed by foreign accountants,
Let’s us not spare our leaders
Life is a Peradventure,
We will survived when we stand as a broken world,
And gain conscious of Our future in trauma,
That we are being sold into slavery by our leaders,
Let’s spare not our leaders,
We Should open eyes and discover that we are no more secured,
The Force has joined the theatre of the absurd,
Working as tools to suppress the resistants,
Citizens of this nation,
Let’s detonate lukewarm mode,
And activate constructive aggressive code,
Raising an anti-corruption combatants,
Anytime we decide to raise
And say, “enough is enough; not again,
In our mother land,
If suddenly we wake up to reality
And the urgent need for agitative agility
Before the machine hearts,
Perhaps we should start rejecting campaign peanuts
Which cannot afford doughnuts
Telling politicians w’re not infants,
We have realize the abnormalities,
When thousand sold their souls to the devil,
Therefore, they’re bent on doing evil,
And let’s break the covenants,
If by chance, it dawns on us,
Except we act, in view of the future,
To bring back happiness.
I remain your poet Abie Rachel ogoh Nyassi
The Gambia 🇬🇲
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