The perfect place of them all is the earth
Condition leaving some people half dead
A lot of votex and no more air for breath
I think so much it seems i carry the whole world on my head
Nothing to gain if there is nothing to lose so lets go ahead
The earth was created by God and was perfect
That is one thing we can not forget
Most of our problems are people we elects
In crusial things they favour few they select
Bribe came they put hand and collect
All their promises to us they forget
Who should die and who should live
Who should sleep and who should be awake
Who should work and who should not
Put things in place and let all of us sort
Create an environment that would allow us to pray
Adam and Eve did something wrong that was yesterday
But we have to do our best today
Our children would take care of tomorrow so to say
Coming to this earth is a sucide mission
Tribalism bring a fallen nation
Selfishness bring about division
But put God in every occasion
Cause its only him that can bring solution.
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