I WILL BE HERE

I will be here for you until the stars are recreated

Mother or murder 

Trading the souls of the innocent 

I will be here for you until I switch summer to spring 

Autumn to winter

I will be here

I will be here

The political unrest plague 

Like a shepherd and its dump cattles

I will be here for you

But now we are their doormat 

Road to their homes are straight as hell

While ours is like a twisted snake

They drown in wealth and riches

While we drown in tears and agony

Their strength passes through our weakness

While our strength passes through the valley of despair

I will be here for you 

Cruel and kind they are

Like an unpopular celebrity we are

We walk with our eyes closed

Holding our breath

While they drive with their radios on

Love and hatred 

Hope and despair

Loyalty and treason 

Walks side to side

They are the newspaper headlines

While we only reflect on the windows

Yet we don’t deprived ourselves happiness

They play our life like a dice game

But life itself play with them

I will be here for you 

But yet their strength lays on a balcony slumbering

While we nurture our spirit to shield us

I will be here

I will be here

Yet they are the miscreant cookie thieves

We are dependable not on their 

Illegitimate private gain

Rather the forthcoming and foreseeable

Unknowable and unchangeable tomorrow

While they last in their embezzlement and extortion

Parochialism and patronage 

Petty and grand corruption 

Let the impending tomorrow 

Who will be here for them be 

For I will not be there for them

I will be here for you all.