In my country

In my country
We are called names
Prisoners of faith
Of whom to rule
Is a question of trust

Believing in the strength of democracy
Put us in bondage
Passed down from generation
It must be a curse

Why promise us food?
In order to rule with starvation
Why give us strength?
In order to make us weak

Questions arise in my thought
Questions of no answers
I could ask but can't act on them
Where will I get the strength from

I heard of kings and slaves
Is this democracy or monarchy
Politicians are kings that rule with knowledge based on sly
While citizens rejoice in slavery.

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