Shaba Juliana Agmada
U14MM2005
So high, we want the legacy
Asking why it's world of piracy
We run like Tom
Work till dawn
Yet, a world of pun and political dons
Here and there chasing the sky
We fear we never can fly
Weak ties
Talent dies
Under these fathers pecking us with lies
And bright and big and beautiful
Why lay beds for powerful fools?
Oh ye' sky!
Help helpless hearts
Else, we burn and burst chasing the sky.
To the jobless, hopless and tireless oppressed
Never stop running
It'll soon be over.
This is marvelous
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