OH TELL THEM

August 17, 2020

Tell the poets to speak

let their inks be heard

for they arent beautitul lhars

who's words are pregnant

but the voice to the common

Tell the writers to rewrite

the deeds of our leaders

tell them our fate is in their inks

for they're our hands

Let they twenty six alphabets

become words for letter's

which will speak to our leaders

reminding them of true leadership

Let the pregnant words of a poet

be sent to our leadeers

let there meanings be read to them

for an understanding of our pains

Let the wisdom

of their inks be poured

upon the heads of our leaders

that our anthem lyrics will be remembered

Oh tell the poets

tell the writers

they re our voice.

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