The people have spoken their voices loud and clear from the hamlet in remote places to the city dwellers in the congested urban centers their laughter marred in renewed optimism that they have taken back their country.
The people have spoken and there is no turning back their songs of triumph pierced the silent night and the drums of peace echo in the distance and the warriors clad in their national regalia stand as soldiers to guard their peace and dignity.
The people have spoken a mighty giant has been awaken a test of valor in the making people are attuned with their conscience and fear has been rendered impotent cowardice slaughtered at the altar of patriotism.
A new day has dawned the Sun arises with the yearning hopes and dreams of a people long tormented of a people angered and bruised a people determine to claim their lost heritage and build monuments of their shared destiny and glory.
The people have spoken and they keenly await the drum of the town crier that will summon them to the battlefield to defend their hard fought victory that they are the supreme makers of those who govern and their voices are eternal and sacrosanct.