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I am not a Lazy Youth
A posse of fallacy-inventors they are;
Making sugar-coated promises;
They are but tricksters and swindlers—political crooks!
We are governed by scoundrels and crooks,
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Yes, I will certainly vote
But I won’t vote for liars
I will not vote for backstabbers
I will not vote for dictators
I will not vote for tax cheaters
I will not vote for murderers
I will not vote for bad politicians
I will not vote for magicians
I will not vote for fake Christians
I will not vote for draft dodgers
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We are a disheartened community
Renowned for futility and dearth,
Where egalitarianism is but a fiction.
Our dreams are petered out;
Our future jettisoned, for what
Is our future in a stateless state?
Our government is but an embodiment
Of corruption; a cabal of swindlers,
Who get richer and richer, while
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Some take bottles
Some take cash
Some take openly
Some take shyly
Under the table
Creepy smile
For them bribe
Is like new bride
Everyone blame
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I am the son of a bitch as you said,
But you go to toilet 'cos I have paid,
What you have is just out of raid,
I know you well mister son of a maid.
The wild is cool, calm and fine,
I love these creatures, they are mine,
But for you premier of roses and wine,
Bad for she-creatures crossing your line.
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Yes, I will certainly vote
But I won’t vote for liars
I will not vote for backstabbers
I will not vote for dictators
I will not vote for tax cheaters
I will not vote for murderers
I will not vote for bad politicians
I will not vote for magicians
I will not vote for fake Christians
I will not vote for draft dodgers
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Haïti est un pays
Trahi par ses généraux et ses propres fils
Haïti est harcelé et humilié
Par ses généreux et ses propres alliés
L’argent, la gloire et le pouvoir
Dominent les actualités
Les apatrides veulent avoir
Tout ce qui a de la valeur
Haïti est dans un terrible malheur.
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I am bleeding and falling apart
But no one is paying attention.
I am getting vulnerable and fragile;
Everyone seems to be hostile.
People are just manipulating
And my friends have started neglecting.
My survival seems uncertain;
My fortune is decided behind the curtain.
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As Millennium approaches, there is an undoubtable air of quiet chaos that fuels reinvention.
Black secrets of the air, and the nurturers tend to the unseen hand
People in their high forms float around the land, calling out to their muses to stay still in the universe's afterglow.
With the ample treasure within his chest, he whispered upon them, a perfection.
The muffling of chattering on rooftops and boardwalks, trembles and shade the sky, allowing a misty veil of uncertainty to ripple over the cities and rivers, making its way to suburbia, to the cell phone towers and the great satellites, to the souls of all men, and to the souls of all women.
A procession winding around the seven seas.
Encircled by the thick transparent night, so began the Great Redefining.
Extrapolating intention, the reason for infliction, and small convictions. And hereafter borned the inquisition: Who are the heretics now?
Roaring angels fell from heaven and filled the midnight streets with Martian smiles.
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Under the guise of freedom and choice
The same set of rulers raise their voice
From independence till this day
Their power games we cannot sway
They swap positions like musical chairs
And extend their reign with endless affairs
Their greed knows no bound or limit
As they heap their pockets, we bear the brunt of it
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