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Calmness if prevails long in the sea
It signals the advent of heavy storms
Peace is to be restored everywhere
After the revolution takes its forms.
When the country is all disturbed
In all spheres of all national affairs
Political stupor has to be broken
Jolting men at the helm of affairs.
Society calls for all helping hands
To cut those nefarious legs down
Who enjoy trampling the masses
After winning a democratic crown.
Gone are days of the suffering mute
When they were treated as slaves
Aware of their rights as they appear
Who can cause revolutionary waves. |
