To die in times like these, they say,
Is easier than to live.
In times like these,
When protectors turn to oppressors,
Promises turn to smoke,
Deception the name of the game.
What was right is no longer right,
What was black muddled to grey.
With truth no longer truth,
And lies cum ignorance rule.
How long more shall darkness reign,
And confusion hold its grip?
The light of truth and equity,
Feels dim in such times.
Yet as long as hope remains
Hope too can raise hordes
To fight tyrannic monsters
For which too long have been fed
We await the end of such times
In hope of a new era,
An era of truth and equality,
Of true independence and freedom.
To a clean electoral process,