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Silent Struggles of the Solomon Isles 2 by Emmanuel

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Silent Struggles of the Solomon Isles 2

Reggae

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Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Morning breaks, the market screams, empty pockets in the sun,
Mothers clutch worn-out bags, counting coins until they’re done.
Politicians shuffle pieces, silent games behind closed doors,
While kids with bare feet wander, safe no more on our streets' floors.
[Pre-Chorus]
The clinic's doors are locked tight, whispered fears in the hall,
Sick souls roam without a hand, shadows rise where the brave might fall.
[Chorus]
How long do we stand in this heat,
While promises rot in the backroom seat?
Prices burn through what little we hold,
China’s eyes on our stories untold.
Raise your voice, let the islands hear,
Break the silence, shatter the fear.
[Verse 2]
The ferry’s late again, and the shelves are just bare bones,
Every dollar stretches thinner than the skin worn on these stones.
Words like smoke curl in the parliament’s air, thick and unseen,
Deals drawn in shades of grey, washing away what could’ve been.
[Pre-Chorus]
Women walk with wary steps, guarding light in a fragile night,
Children’s laughter hides behind curtains, frightened from what’s not right.
[Chorus]
How long do we stand in this heat,
While promises rot in the backroom seat?
Prices burn through what little we hold,
China’s eyes on our stories untold.
Raise your voice, let the islands hear,
Break the silence, shatter the fear.
[Bridge]
Can you feel the tide turning, beneath waves that crash but never break?
Roots tangled deep inside, holding firm for all our sakes.
This isn’t just the struggle of the few, it’s the weight of every breath,
In every whispered prayer for change, a fire flickers, refuses death.
[Chorus]
How long do we stand in this heat,
While promises rot in the backroom seat?
Prices burn through what little we hold,
China’s eyes on our stories untold.
Raise your voice, let the islands hear,
Break the silence, shatter the fear.
[Outro]
Under the banyan’s broad shade, with sky stretched wide above,
We gather strength from our scars, fueled by the will to love.
No more shadows hiding truth, no more silence in the fight,
Solomon’s heart beating strong, ready to step into the light.
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