The headline told a lie, hiding the scratches of a failed government We crave for redemption yet we are the sin committed A suffocating truth carved against our egos and pride Awoken from the slumber we are forced to dine in, to seek a light Before you raise your flag in the street Not a wish nor a prayer but a request that Flashes of unattended promises from the manifesto blinds your path Capitalized lies which stood the taste of corruption and laundering caress your choice Millions of death pools stealing our guts, leaving us with sealed lips tend our wounds Do you still want to raise it? Before you raise your flag in the street Not a question but a simple reminder that The pay you received stole your pride Taxes climbed the mountains touching the helm of hunger You sit with unanswered questions begging for sleep Void fills your heart, hope is lost You made the choice Rethink do you still have a truth? Before you raise your flag in the street Hang tight with the answers you gave your mind Kisses of impotent words will slap yourΒ Β cheeks Promises will pat your back and money will grace your pocket Instead of dining with the moment to impoverish the future Do not raise your flag But before you raise your flag in the street Death never tastes good until it is felt Another needs to live.
The media isn't helping us attain the country everyone hopes for. Everyone has a conscience to which he/she wouldn't want to sell. Before you support that political dreams I hope you still have tomorrow in mind. A true society can be attained if we don't impoverish the future in accomplishing the interest of today.