Cries From The Ocean - 62 Manifest Your Manifesto

Today they start another journey,

A route of new time

Creating a new phase for the people

Arranging their identity

Telling us a criterion such as never believed.

Who will tell us that they are real?

Tell me that our ears have not been sweetened, How soon shall our season come?

When shall our time be declared known for good?

Bless our thumbs oh Lord!

Atone our hearts for that is right.

Let our queues not be in vain

God is our shepherd our votes shall not be found wanting,

We lie in dry hays of underdevelopment

Let God make us, once again in our green pasture develop

Our leaders we pray to lead us to quiet water of development

For now, we walk through the valley of setback; maybe death

We fear not though, but hope for revolutionary change; God, we are tempted to resolve to anarchy But deliver us from exile as of old.