Our cantankerous leaders
have failed us,
We thought we voted a messiah
But they became worse than Judas.

We are gullible before their feets
We are the architects of our fate
Our birth right mortgaged for a pot
of porridge.

The system is punctured
with corruption and greed,
Figure heads are ghost heads
Under the caprices of the demonic Cabals.

We patiently await a Saviour
Whose coming we look out for,
Who is behind the mask?
Yahweh will expose them in due time.

We are running out of patience
We are lied to,
That the Youths are the leaders
of tomorrow.

But the tomorrow will never come
We are struggling and hustling
Under the mocking rain and the smiling sun.

Revolution our national anthem
War of the pens are not heard
Ghanaian youths delivered,
Someday, we must surely deliver.