**NOT YET UHURU **

I don't wanna start a revolution
But we prisoners in our nation
Yes, captive of religion
Chained by tribalism and freedom-illusion
Divided by gender and need for recognition
We should be a unit but we locked by division
Yes, our country is our own prison

We trapped and we captives
Some are fugitives
We ain't free, we stuck in hives
Stung by bees, yet we natives
We lose and still remain festive
Freedom is passive
Freedom is expensive

A nation for the rich
Justice, the poor can't reach
About freedom, we lie and teach
I won't apologize for trying to preach
For telling our kids we stuck in a ditch
For trying to fight all that snitch

How free are we if have thugs for leaders
Just tell me and don't be bitter
They have failed the freedom fighters
Truth sucks its like litter
For this, I'm gonna get haters
But am factual and that's what matters

Corruptions cases every day
And the bureaucrats getaway
They steal a farmer's hay
They slice the doctor's pay
Kids laptops but we don't say
We lick their balls and act like it's okay

Attempted murder we witness
But we prisoners we remain silence
Bad governance and recklessness
Yeah, you paying for your bad choices
Land grabbing, invitation, and other madness
Be we still cheer in their appearance

How do y'all remain contented?
How do you tolerate police brutality?
I can't sleep am tormented
We are brainwashed, can't face reality
Freedom is stale and the nation fragmented
Freedom is a dream to most in the society

How do you sleep at night??
How do you cling to the failed leader so tight?
Rise up and fight
We need to set some records straight
Bad regime must go, we need some light
Am gonna lead am a knight

Monsters steal even donations
Freedom, is this your definition?
Look at our importations
Patients, diseases, loans, some I can't mention
To survive you need connections
Prison, I have your intention

We trapped by hope
Caged by bad leadership and corona
They hang us with our own rope
But will still cheer them in the arena
We hope for change as their dirt we mop
We feed of carcass like a hyena

We tired and sweating
We working hard
But you looting
We slaves and we mad
Set us free before we start fighting
You hurting us, you doing bad

I am scared
For this, Imight get killed
Talk too much and you silenced
In politics am not skilled
Lemme hide my face, I don't wanna be traced
Killed or my head drilled