There
is a fear in the land
Everyone
is afraid of the next day
Many
are sick and tired
And
afraid of dying
We’ve
been on head long fight
A
fight that has been for ages long
And
will ask ourselves how do will get into this
This
enemy of the state an on slot enemy of the land
Will
refuse to come to terms with the fact
Conquest
against tyrant
The
land is cold
Everyone
is waiting watching and wailing
Of
when will it be yet will march from administration
To yet
another administration nothing changes
Will
never win the war against the tyrant
Of ill
treated human
Of
corrupt practices and shady dealings
Of
lost value on education a poor fallen standard
Of low
sicky infrastructural facilities across the land
Conquest
against tyrant
The
tyrant of the ill state condition
Not
the just only the enemy of the state
But
the enemy of the soul of the citizen
As our
land is thrown into solemnful state
Conquest
against tyrant
Our
leaders are working their hands to the bone
Night and
day without not deferring for an hour
Making
sure we come to conquest against tyrant
Of
unhealthy state of affairs of the state of the nation
To
bring and deliver to her citizens a state they want to live in
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