We Will Live To Win Another Day

Divide & rule is a common act in our nations,
They say politics is a dirt game, though every day we experience politics,
Allocation of resources been major politics,
It’s a horrifying reality but we have politicians & voters,
Lisa walks slowly towards me; you can see the bitterness but not so much as her frustration,
I ask her why the humdrum look, her response is heartbreaking,
Seven hours in a queue to give someone else a job…
Betting on her needs if they will be assumed or attended to,
Whether we can still be one big nation,
Whether or not where we come from isn’t of interest to anyone,
If only I can flag out her remorse

Two collations exist, which it will be…
None is ready for defeat, we all know, every race we get a winner & a loser,
We scan the hushed crowd, only the Almighty can help,
Each looking the other party as an alien,
The long wait adding tension to the burning souls,
They did their civil duty of voting,
Now who is who, will it be five fresh or five again?
These two groups are oblivious to the fact that only one will smile,
Will they accept defeat?
In a country with an history of violence after election,
We are worried of the aftermath,
We stocked our houses with sufficient food,
Afraid of the next door neighbor,
The one we chat daily with, eat together and cry together,
Today has turned out to be an enemy,
And because of what, where they originate from,
I ask why, why politicians? Is divide & rule your last option?

In the midst of celebrating the winner, gunshots, bloodshed,
An innocent citizen is murdered; they couldn’t live to see yet another five years,
The results unaccepted by one party, which is the best way forward,
Violence, looting of other citizens belongings, like seriously!
The situation is scary & dreary, I only stare perplexed, my feet too numb to walk,
With the skepticism of a better tomorrow, leaders making easy promises, hard to fulfill,
We realize we are on our own,
Time to unite regardless of the ethnic backgrounds,
The wails of the bereaved do not pass over others’ neighbor,
I stand for a peaceful nation, prosperous country economically & politically,
I stand as a citizen of the nation not as an ethnic member,
I choose to accept defeat, to save lives and give my motherland prosperity,
With his voice a solid mass of supervised authority, I stand by his mature decision,
And united we watch the sun set, singing our national anthem,
We will live to win another day.

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