The eclipse of the moon elapse,
Takes as in a darkness collapse,
Stops steps of galloping horse,
Wishing to see the sun as it rise.

Our souls are sold in merchandise,
Our politicians our rights do misuse,
No more developments but more excuse,
The national cake in our hands decrease.

There sweet words are like grease,
Lubricate our problems with geese,
They force us in good thing to fantasise,
There ill deeds we do worship and praise.

One day moon will come out of the eclipse,
While the darkness will come to pause,
The poor people will wake up never dose,
It will be the end of your reign power sense.

Changez

Copyright © Changez Ndzai

 

Changez Ndzai is on facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/changez.ndzai

Photo Credit:

Page URL: http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File%3AEclipse04032007.png

File URL: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5b/Eclipse04032007.png

Attribution: By Djihed Afifi (Panasonic DMC-FZ5) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html), CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/) or CC-BY-2.5 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.5)], via Wikimedia Commons

HTML/BBCode: <a title=”By Djihed Afifi (Panasonic DMC-FZ5) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html), CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/) or CC-BY-2.5 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.5)], via Wikimedia Commons” href=”http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File%3AEclipse04032007.png”><img width=”512″ alt=”Eclipse04032007″ src=”//upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/5b/Eclipse04032007.png/512px-Eclipse04032007.png”/></a>

https://i2.wp.com/www.poetrybits.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/Eclipse04032007.png?resize=150%2C150