MR. COMMISSIONER
- Dear Commissioner,
It was only but yesterday
When you sang war chants against the men who sat round the table
Ah! dear distinguished
We chorused your lyrics and followed the rhythms
Your voice did echo the mind of the voiceless.
- Mr. Commissioner,
It was only but yesterday
When the deeds of these buglers made us turn in our wooden beds
These torns in our flesh made life a living nightmare
But we carried on in the call for change
We had you who knew where the shoe pinches
Your voice did echo the mind of the voiceless.
- Mr. Commissioner,
At midnight we began to voice our fears
Accepting their invites and welcoming their gifts would trap you, we cried
Your camouflage smile assured us of loyalty and renewed hope
So we still lifted our placards, but you barely led the show again.
- Mr. Commissioner,
This morning, we heard of your appointment
Ah, dear distinguished
You promised our interest as your priority
Now you keep your distance and heighten your security
The once mocked table, you now lead
And yet, your people still bleed
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