Mr Policeman Poem by Fadhy Mtanga

Sun rises from East everyday,
Its rays bring new hopes into our lives,
When rain comes to us during the noon,
We thank God for it brings life into us,
Life goes on for we hope for tomorrow,
But when you show up yourself to us,
With your firearm on your arm in your army,
All the hopes are vanished,
Mr Policeman.

You take your side before sun sets to West,
And declare your interests before the rain stops,
For you're being used as mercenary,
Yet you agree!
To stamp out the activists and so the people,
Yet you claim to be a loyal citizen,
Shame upon you!

When violence fills the city during the night,
Still you're on frontline advocating the politicians,
Who direct to torture and even kill them,
Yet you think you're performing your duty obediently,
Let the shame be upon you!
For your yes-sir brain-washed adherence!

The blood of the sufferers that you have shed,
When you decided to follow your politicians,
And let our brothers and sisters suffer,
Let their blood give you all the difficulties,
For today and tomorrow of your stupidity and mental slavery,
For you don't know the right decisions,
As long you're loyal the executive ones,
But no gun can stop us now!