WHO WILL SPEAK UP?

 The labour of our fathers would be in vain

The cries of our mothers which they couldn't holdback when in pain.

Fear gripped our hearts and still we suffer in fear and live in vain.

Caged like animals in a country where democracy was suppose to be the game.

Living like street rats, feeding on leftovers from our so called leaders who are nothing but greedy fools trying to elevate themselves from poverty.

Maneuvering their ways into the high seats while we watch from behind the flat screens.

Or should I say from behind the iron steels.

Our eyes have seen things but who are we to say when according to them we're lowlife beings.

It's so disheartening but who dears stands up to speak.

Who dears to lift a finger to say NO, WE'RE TIRED.

We are no more afraid, we want CHANGE and we want PEACE.

We all just watch and say nothing like our mouths are shut with shackles and eyes shut with iron steels.