I often wonder what they see in us
When they tried to TRUMP us to believe their myth,
Sometimes our mind may Dasuki our confidence,
That we fail to remember who we are.
But as days turns to weeks and weeks to months,
Their change Phantom has suddenly turn into exchange,
They have made the dollars more popular than us,
And hope so far but near.
“Are we in one chance? How did we get here in the first place? “A wise man asked
Yet this is just a single story,
A struggle of a surviving nation,
We fall, we rise,
We fail, we win,
That’s our story,
A nation with great hope,
Surely,we will rise again.
See you next week…