By Jona Poems
Waking up with a keen mind,
Knowing we are greater than them.
Raising a piece of paper,
With hearts full of purpose
But it's a waste of time.
Only echoes ring in our ears.
They keep saying,
We are the torchbearers,
The stepping stones of future days.
We keep repeating the words,
Yet the same sins are repeated.
We keep giving them chances
To uplift their lives not ours.
Echoes of tomorrow.
Who will drive this train?
I said when?
Old tunes still lead the way,
But we want Amapiano to run the game.
Still, it’s echoes.
The steel is being misused.
We are not the echoes of tomorrow.
For small coins, we shed sweat,
Yet receive no benefit.
We go out and cheer for them.
Let’s change our mindset
We are the echoes of today,
Not tomorrow.
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