On the international stage
He brews a different story
Giving free advice as if he knows
What he is trying to say
The camera and video frames
The audio recording he may have felt good
Dishing out his sane advice
To a dictator trying to crush his demonstrators
Back home he never sees
The back door decisions
Hitting the streets
On people demonstrations
With tear gas and chemical water cannon
Spraying the innocents trying to vent their frustrations
On the country's divide and rule policies
The sorrow echoing in the air...
The rough tactics, the brutalities on the streets
There is no showing of human compassion
The uniformed officers forgetting their roles
It's the order up from the top
Back home the divide and rule
“You help me I help you
Else you go to prison
Suck your wounds all I care”