Step Down Poem by Dr. Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek

Mr. President
Step down
From the chest of my nation
Step down
From the back of my town
Step down
From my people's chest
it is time for the nation
to get to rest

Mr. President
Step down and disperse
From our earth
We want see no more of your face
And no more of that breath
We have come to the end of the race
It is the end of the race

Mr. President
Step down
Release your dirty boot
From my people's foot
Rest your gun
And you'd better run! !
Run Mr. President
Since there is no more fun
And there is no more time
To commit one more crime

Mr. President
Step down
Stop shooting and killing our race
Step down
And dismiss from every space
Step down
It is too vile
We'll wait not for a while
But march to freedom
And drink from the Nile
Our Freedom sip
And walk
To finish the trip

Mr. President
Step down
We've refreshed our souls again
With fresh blood in every vein
In the veins of the nation
in the veins of women and men
And in the veins of our children

Mr. President
Step down
Our blood has gone drained
And sank into the deep sand
To water our poor land
And enrich our soil
Like the tears of our kids
With drying lips
From lack of milk and human tips
Our blood has sunk deep
Like tears of women with rotting rips
And broken hips

Mr. President
Step down
step down from my people's throat
Into your sinking boat
But alas, Mr. President, it is very late
In fact, it is too late
To face your fate
To face your terrible fate