DEAD MEN WALKING
Save your tears for the rainy day
I am not here to sympathize
Keep your regrets for judgment day
The men on white thrones may empathize
I am here to taunt your conscience
To vomit your deeds, so nauseous
For in your crew are slaves on queue
But how did humanity offend you?
You sold brains in exchange for guns
And killed more brains warring for power
The commodities, your very sons
They used as flour to bake their wealthy tower
And when the menses of their talent no more flow
They send them six feet low
But the guns they gave to you
Double they gave to your enemies
What you saw as new
Were from archives of forgotten centuries
Now where are the mirrors?
Where is the gin?
Where are the guns that brains were exchanged for?
How long did the gin wash your eye?
When in bed of corruption you still lie
How long did the mirror picture the future?
When every house is now a glass structure
How long did the guns conquer the world?
When they now dream of conquering planets
Listen oh adamant Africa..
Listen to what they did to your children…
They wiped independence off their soul
Starved their unity to death
Chained their destiny, bond to bond
And burnt their gallantry with the scorching sun
Their strength they tortured on miles trek
And raped feminism off the virgins
Strength fell out of men
Men fell off the chains
Knives fell into men
For they were dead men walking
Now with the same devour who deflowered our vower at a sour hour… Libya has made an oath.
With the same superpower who overpowered our willpower at the zero hour Libya… has made a union.
Please tell Libya before it is too late.
That the trumpet blower stands tall at the watchtower. This is the zero hour…
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