Change Is Coming Poem by Timothy muggaga

I hear the Angels calling
“Child come out of the dwelling”
I watch the devil weeping
For the evil times ending

That no more painful tears
It’s only justice and peace that steers
Children will hold no more fears
As the gun falls, the game will be for cheers

Hungry fathers will not sleep
But fight for the economy to leap
Even the banks will keep
What the people own however cheap

Then, you’ll see streets and boulevards
Shine like paradise’s courtyards
Ripe fruits, filled fields and healthy lads
change is coming, and with it, rewards