Just with a cross on the ballot paper,
they found themselves on the map
eating in the restaurants of high status
swimming in the pool of wealth
sleeping in five-star hotels
driving cars that cost an arm and a leg
with just a cross on the ballot paper.

They promised us water
Yet we are still thirsty
They promised us food
Yet we are still sinking in poverty
They promised us electricity
Yet we are still in the dark of no hope
They promised us houses
Yet we are still sleeping under the bridges
We are homeless
It’s not yet uhuru
25 years of lies
Aluta continua