Not just a selected words
For just a selected few
From the barricade of democracy
To the corridor of powers
It all boils down to democracy.
When the democrat nation
Is not practicing democracy in its entirety
And yet we went on headlong
To celebrate been a democrat state.
To its practice and dictates
Of what a democracy should be or look like
Where the nation is suffering
On fear hearing of views and opinions.
Nor by the people
But under fear of freedom of speech
You air your view you’re taking down
Democracy without friction.
With friction aren’t there friction now
You seat in power
You become so powerful
And act at will as if you own the whole federation of the state.
Is not nothing close to democracy
But a democracy in the faction of friction
There are so many friction
That needs to be flushed out of our nation’s system.
As a democrat nation in which
Is for the whole of the citizens of the state
Not one selected people acting as the nation is theirs
Democracy in the face of friction.
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