But you, just those that rose from among us
And facing us stood to make a speech act
With oath under which you won us convinced
Just to flaunt yet routines of defiled reign
Thus blocking other aspirants’ chances,
As you leave hearts incapable of trust,
Now to choose for the sake of there’s no choice,
Wake up to save the land the spite of lies
To restore the beauty of your repute
And your career’s crave to serve genuinely
To way give keen and able aspirants
Sight of walls between state affairs and fraud
For all deceit fast gaining receipt as normal
Fatal they are to any phase of the land’s growth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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