Even those who
Have been put in charge
Are no birds of paradise,
Today.
Thinking, they own us
And the land, we're on,
They take all into
Ther own hands,
Regardless,
Of right or wrong.
The good news is,
We are individuals
And will not stand
For the blotting out
Of lives and destiny.
Each country,
Belongs, to its
Hard working,
Citizens,
Not to the manipulative
Few, who care not
What happens,
As long as they
Can carry out
Their, untold
Secretive and arrogant,
Political ambitions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Delivered with force, but written in an even tone. Gandhi would be proud!