i'm a monster on the seat
devouring my brothers pride
to see their tears roll.
call me a conquer of democracy
for i blaze fire
without a cause
hoping to see red
decorating my path
for i'm a monster on seat
my wrath
is my security
tilling their happiness
as my fuel to live
please don't leave standing here
for the streets calls my blood
but when that around ballots come
i cool my temper
just to fool you once again.
How long shall we wait?
Wait for change
That is there
But never here
How long shall we dance?
Dance to poverty
That is never there
But always here
How long shall we sing?
Sing songs of change
That are never played there
But always on replay here
How long shall we feast?
Feast on empty platters
That are never empty there
But always without here
How long shall we cry?
Cry of tears of anger, brokeness and hurt
When there smiling face always prevail
While here blood always roll from our eyeballs
For how long shall we be like these?
Just how long?
By Mr T. Mandie
Mercy I cry
Mercy I plead
Mercy I beg
Am I not your brother?
That you slaughter
My offspring like it's Christmas in July
Am I not your sister?
That my labour you sacrifice
As you murder my struggle
With machetes and guns
When you were in pain?
Wasn't I there to provide comfort?
Now I now a dog
And old horse
That you put to bed
Mercy I cry
Mercy I plead
Mercy I beg
By Mr T. Mandie
Imagine being born a world
Where laws are never there
But they are there
And tears, are ever drumming the drum
without sound
A world where grievance are never heard
But are seen without actions
As bellies are always on E
Hoping to be filled
Without mercy in sight
Can just imagine
A world where being bold
Is crime, death is a sentence
Being outspoken is threat
Which laws manifest to cap
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I stood by your shoulders
Hoping to be elevated in my weakness
As I beseech to fly with the Stars
Illuminating the darkness within
As I touch the sky to change the world
Strangled by our selfish desire
Hidden to plain
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How can cry
When misery have chained me to its legs
For every sound I make
Every breath I take
It chokes me out of air
Though I know
Just one day
It will be my day
For her vices will finally loosen
Breaking free from her curse
As success will stay
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We stood firm together
Hoping nothing to tear us apart
For we soldiered on to hells gates
As we sought to free ourselves
For hostage was the chains of slavery
As the courage we hosted was deemed to match to each
Towards the mouth of the furnace
In the fierceness of the battle
The craven choose to run away
Abandoning freedom
Throwing some discouragement
For their desires were see us incarnate
Dancing to poverty
As if it's a night club on wheels
Though rolling down hill to destruction
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Tomorrow was what we hold
Hoping for change to come
In glad tidings
Setting the preset to prosperity
Denning the corrupt from indulging
For all this was just reverie
For infested was the system
Distorting the dreams of the future
As elusive were the prospects
For tomorrow wasn't ours
For poverty were all we swallow
Dreams were all we afford
As our sweat build empires of the elite
Destroying the legacy of the just
To wallow in sorrow
Why do you love to hurt?
While pretending to care
When did hate turn to love?
For all you claimed
Was you love me
Yet your actions told another story
A maid I became to you
And if I stood up for myself
You saw me as rebel
All you ever wanted was to entrap me
So I couldn't be what I was meant to be
For scared you were
Of what was in me
So you tried using seniority
As vice to incarcerate me
And yet you still hid behind the veil of love
To fool me
For my success was pain
For your desires
Were see me down
Begging for scraps
Rather than winning
Wrecking my ship
Hoping that I sink and drown
But way up!
Was my only destination
You couldn't stop me
For it was predestined
Greatness
Preordained in the stars
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They told me to work hard
If I was to make it
And yet they wanted to bleed me off my labour
They told me, "if you work for us"
They were to give me everything
I ever desired
And yet all they cared about was my sweat in their bellies
When I tried to stand up for myself
They pounced on me with their powers
Leaving me in fear and depression
For murder they promised
So I sweat for them to grow bigger
While my family languishes in poverty
Starvation being my everyday cue
They claim to be my heroes
Yet they enslave me
With their shackles of greediness
Killing my generation's future
For the sake of their own benefit
Incarnating my dreams in their bubble of corruption
Was it the cost of freedom?
They claim to have given me
How was I to live?
When hell is what they awarded me
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