The
day of believing
The
road of potholes
It
is what the eyes seen
It
will be difficult to forget
The
past will haunt the present
It
is the normal process in politics
Once
the power is taken away
The
vulnerability will be exposed
At
that time it could be correct
But
power silences the critics
It
also scares the people
Staying
quiet hope for the best
But
the best isn't on the rise
It
is the bad which made us sad
The
day of believing
The
road of potholes
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