FEBUHARI

Tick tock tick tock
sssh... (silence) let the clock talk.

Everyday, we hear someone say; things are bad.
You walking down the street and right there is a gathered fleet
putting their so called sweet wit to use.
They paint pictures of deadly structures, holla nomenclatures, putting
the blame on the so called prominent name.

Tick tock... tick tock
sssh... (silence) let the clock talk.

A quick recap of the game.
Before he came was there pain?
Do the fleet gather to complain?
Before he came was there a name to take the blame?
Were things the same?

Sssh...silence
Hear what the clock has got to say.

We pray for change
Alas!
We've been blindfolded to see that what we ask is right here, within our range.
We complain and murmur with so much fervor
Energy that ought to be channeled towards profitable labor.

For so long we complain
oh, God please send the rain!
But this day as I saw the fleet gather in their usual manner
I heard clock whisper.
It said;
The key is you before we
The change chain is from you to me.
Enough of the complain
Enough of attaching the blame to a name
Enough!
The solution is for you to rise up and act.
Do something!
And more importantly, in February, walk and show some love; Febuhari.

*KCPWESH*