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FREEDOM 4 SALE


Your vote is your power, 
An African fairytale.
These are the words of Aaron Ramsdale 
The goal keeper for England
Who visited our motherland,
"Your freedom cry was a vain demand"

You should have told us
You needed deception
Campaign promises thus,
Just to win an election.
Neither Patriotic nor democratic
Presiding over nations so frantic.

Let us be aware 
Of your evil snare 
That empowers you to dare
Proclaim lies and still swear

While candidates meet to chit-chat
supporters do tit-for- tat
Why do you hide the truth
That every term is planned
Just like the season of fruit
Rain and Sun knows when it's time has dawned.

But now we know
Tribalism won't help
Education did show
Partisanship won't help.

Are they armed robbers
Without loaded guns?
Or merely caretakers 
Hoarding for their sons?

Just use your head 
Don't vote for who gives bread
he who teaches you to knead, 
Abide by him instead.
Your  vote isn't your power
It's your freedom.

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