The
fear sinks in
The
old trick comes to haunt
Bee
Anne can't believe it
Shouting
more promises!
How
Bee Anne going to make it?
In
a month at least 9 promises to fulfilled
It
makes no sense in its game
Fishing
for votes but burying itself?
There
is no need
Saying
of promises here and there
The
fear has taken root
The
fear of losing its chair
We
can see Amno b youth
Threatening
the opposition
But
if it is their own kind
It
stays mute and blind!
Think
of red shirt
The
ills of Amno b youth
The
bad image the bad faith
And
it wants to shout angrily?
The
fear sinks in
The
hole has gone deeper
The
cycle has complete
It's
the time for a new chapter
The
nation needs it
She
can't be holding the old face
She
needs to get up to the stage
Smell
the fragrance of light and beauty!
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