They say it openly in public, That they are not leaders of the downtrodden. Yet during campaigns and elections, It is the downtrodden who are begged for votes. Dispensaries are their only hospitals, And there are no pills. Patients in their beds, Are left to waste away. The Revolutionary Party (CCM), Overthrowing the health of the citizens.
Those with government titles, Are all thick and well-fed. While citizens in the streets, Are hunting for a single morsel of food. Those who preach peace, Are the ones harvesting the grain. Those begged to maintain peace, Are the ones eating cowpeas. The Revolutionary Party (CCM), Overthrowing the peace of the country.
The citizens are in the desert, Steeling their hearts with courage. Life is hard in the streets, The youth are turning to alcohol. Our sisters are in the clubs, To eat, they must be eaten. If you have no relative in government, To get a job, you must give a bribe. The Revolutionary Party (CCM), Overthrowing the employment of the youth.
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