Farmers protest a poem by Reginold Jacob

For your ego, 
How many more will die,
You look very obstinate,
However hard you may try.

Voice of the people,
Is the voice of God,
Change your decision,
Hear the cry of all.

Think of all who are suffering,
Know that many have died,
Cry of millions you can't hear,
One day you too shall cry.

If there is smoke all around,
There must also be fire,
Don't close your eyes for every,
Or consequences will be dire.

Save my country, My Jesus,
Save my brother's for sure,
When humans fail to understand,
I turn to Christ for sure.