they sing of change

The old man sits in a corner

By the woods in the far away village

Smoking his long pipe with eyes of sadness

The young adults light up the campfire

They are singing of songs

Yesterday was a time long ago

Where things were simple

People interact blissfully

“Now I tell you

I was a fool

I got a miserable money

Just these leaders could help me

I was a fool

They got millions

Bungalow houses big cars

Servants and overseas vacations

I am here

Lighting up campfire

Living in the zinc roof house

As years passing me by”

They young adults sing

“Why don't you change?

You have your right

You shouldn't waste it!

Past mistakes let it be a lesson

You know the truth now to change

You don't have to feel sorrow

Tomorrow there is still a way”

The campfire glow with shadows

The pipe blowing the singing of voices

The old man and the young adults

They sing of change the way they know

 

The old man blowing smoke

The rising images floating away

The smoke of the night

The images of lies

“You are wise

A future will be bright

Don't be like me

A token I got nothing

Now the leaders forget

We are the people who make it happens

They think by fooling us

With fear and intimidation

Young people is your time

The future lie with you

I have caused much misery

A token I shouldn't take”

The young men sing

“The truth will be known

The government will fall

For lying and cheating

Now you have learned

Now you have seen

It isn't too late to change

Make it right when the time comes”

The campfire dancing shadows

The glow of the dark night

The smoke getting in high

Tomorrow a story will be told