Member Poem

TITLE: LET’S BE ON A REWIND

Our memories kept playing on a rewind,
taking us to the pages of our leaders' election campaign;
How they made us dream of a fairyland in a Disney movie,
how their promises became a mirage that suddenly left the people in darkness
and how our votes became the ghost
that kept haunting us all the days of our lives.

Our memories kept playing on a rewind,
back to the recount of the brothers we lost at the hand of election,
to the blood spillage that made our land seems like one cursed by the gods,
to the family ties that were tore apart
and to when actualization of their dreams became the day
we started digging the grave for our children’s future.

Let our memories keep playing on a rewind,
so next time they stand at the podium to put us in the frame of their lies,
we won’t be a fool that dances to their tunes again,
we won’t be tamed into believing in their fictitious agendas anymore
and when elections come,
our thumbs will be our weapon of revenge.