Frezing Cold Poem by Edmond Nkoe

thougths man please can i speak
my coutry at the pick
for no grown man stooping so low president
why when we all need rescue you run
now he rules the young minds at free
for youth leque to take the spot by thrill

can i please speak my thoughts man please
dancing to the dictetor blowing fire to kill
Mr Nelsen Please speak let them chill
the so called attention Negative controler(A.N.C)
controling and subpressing the good
when can i speak
let my voice jump the bouders and seek
help for my elders stupids minds be free

freedom is wrapped with the plastic choise condom
safocated and brutal abused for the higher kingdow
so man please let my voice speak
from the ruler wisedom i seek