Our hopes, they have sunk
In the abyss of our imaginations
Our innocence, stabbed for their guilts
Their injustice has lasted too long
Their greed has spilled our blood enough
On the altar of sacrifice
They exalt themselves as
V I Ps – Very Important Persons
Making us suffer as
P I Vs- Poor Innocent Victims
The time has come to congregate
At the altar of vengeance
To cremate those bees
That sting our innocence
Written by: Albert Seraphin
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson