Before It Is Too Late Poem by Bounce Edet

Time is far spend
Yet we are still on dispense
Comfusion of thougths and alot of pretence
They did their worst and get away without sentence
Leaving the poor masses to face the contempt
eighteen pages carried alot of controversial statements
Good citizens rise up and make their comments
The truth is not far from what he said about the government
But who is to take the complement?
We brougth them to sit and now we are crying
We designed the platform that they are using
Now take care of our problems they keep confusing
I look at my self and think of what am worth of
Like other citizens what are they made of?
Demons inpersonating us we dont even think of
Please remember yesterday were we cry for democracy
In it we are but there is no legacy
Now were is that true prophecy
That in democracy there would be decency
They figth their secret battle and get away with it
Leaving the us all to suffer the heat
We dreamt of this day but we never new it
Would we allow our children to also come and suffer this?
Make no never mind about it
It's our responsibilities to settle it
Therefore let the electorate without fear or favour
cast their vote to those leaders
whose Pamkanel have cracked with the benevulent spirit
Just Before it is too late.