What did you hear When they mounted the stage of yesterday To declare their promises on air? Was it change or chains? Maybe the lies of yesteryears Have deposited wax...
Will you sit back at home or make use of your Visa? Will you probably join them singing Rihanna’s “Under my Umbrella”? Will it be a time to groove with...
Feed us not with lies anymore For our stomach are filled with empty promises. Our protruded bellies are not evidence of good living But of imbalance diet. How long shall...
What a day my heart seeks to behold! When dusk shall welcome dawn With smile and a handshake And the dark cloud shall step aside in peace. Then rays of...