Banana republic and its wailers.

Warriors behind keypads-
Voices everywhere
But all they do is wail-
Wail and wail and wail.

Too scared to fight for motherland-
After it's not a home.
The elders sack our wealth.
we fight for scraps-
Too small to feed us all.
So we wail-
With the little strength earned-
About the little food we have eaten.

We all know the revolution we seek-
Is far beyond peaceful-
Because they only respect force and violence.
And it stretches past the limits of the pen-
Because they do not care to read.
And we can't invoke the law-
For it's partial-
And protects only the powerful.

So,
We must fight for it.
With nothing to lose and everything to gain
We are ruthless and dangerous-
To the thieves in white agbadas.

We must fight for the sake of love.
For the sake of the ones that come after us.
Blood and sand must lay the foundation-
For a better Banana republic.
A republic, that values rights and listens to the younger generation.