For always not even once have the masses cried not over insufficient service delivery. The Dog is known to be to the owner till it strays, when the owners of this country tear the heavy deployments done are yet a portion of their contribution through tax. Man has a voice woman has a tear and so mankind has become voiceless thus defensively becoming savage. When the day comes it shall be like any other, when the moon will will shine smiles as the rain washes away our pain and the sun drying our tears. The combined energy shall be the voice of the surpressed being seeking to walk a normal life of Grace. Yes we shall not forget the leaderships that made us stumble we shall embrace the same flag under new and yet friendly arms nursing our damaged country-men. Glory will once be ours, maybe long but shall be worth.