Shadows of the darkest hours are closing in on us.

Things are shutting down, who pressed the power button?

We are climbing on a steep hill, we can’t see the other side.

They kill us and expect us to resurrect, but we are not Jesus!

They make the easy to be difficult and the possible to be impossible.

Funds allocated then funds no more, what happened to the money?

They claim to fight corruption, but corruption finds refuge in them.

If we need creativity, then we need youth to bring it.

Their time has elapsed, and their retirement packages are calling for them.

The youth occupied the sidelines, they are waiting to be called in.

The youth on standby, they are the soldiers waiting for the war.

The youth at the gym, day and night, they want to carry this country on their shoulders.

The youth wants to decide the future, let the youth decide!