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Sacrifices
Stars blighted into a mirage
Softly lie,eternally
Warm under six layers of soil.
Struck by thunder!
Earn godfather`s merit
Singing anthems in his base.
Even his clapping
March to the whizzing lead.
Shout orders he does
For he wants his tribes emblem
Inscribed in the national flag
And himself in the helm.
God will take care of us
Loyal children sacrificed
Like lamps to please his ego.
Oftenly, we hear the doves call
We heed not her gentle melody
We drown in mire.
