SOUND THE TOCSIN

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Hear Our penitent past
Plead in plangent pool of pity
Politics betrayed and cast
With pieces spread from city to city
When elections no longer sought attention

Bound your trust, impound your thumb
Withdraw the vote
And sound the tocsin that wisdom may come
Garrison our hearts and our heads coat
For elections would soon woo attention

Written by: Jacobs Adewale

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