WRONG BUTTON MR POLICE OFFICER
WRONG BUTTON MR POLICE OFFICER
In a despotic nation, there is a dictatorial rule
Animal farm had it all but a few portrayed
In the night my home becomes a refugee pole
For the night security to patrol with pride
Since when did my village pot holed road become a point
To rob people of their money, phones and patriotic love
For the love of my nation being buried in day light
Caught as an innocent criminal though brave
Hungry lions are angry but wild and heartless
I doubt whether you are human citizens in my country
For your corrupt masters life is less
Why beat up your fellow citizens you creatures of a century
You kill innocent people and deny them freedom of movement
You disguise for patrolling yet you are night thieves country threat