400 years of resilience, enduring the genocide call.
But in the shadows of dawn, during sacred Ramadan’s grace,
Fanno’s terror strikes, preying on a fasting weakened race.
Separated from brethren, by lines drawn in cruel game,
Abyssinians’ hands, carved out, leaving Wallo in quarantined shame.
As Wallo bleeds, they turn their backs, their silence abused.
Injustice bleeds as millions flow for Amhara football’s delight,
While Wallo’s cries drown in the darkness of night.
Hundreds of millions fuel Amhara’s administration’s might,
Leaving Wallo’s plight buried, out of sight.
Yet PP-OPDO, deaf to their plight, their duty unbound.
For Amhara’s coffers overflow, with blood-stained gold,
While Wallo’s wounds deepen, their story untold.
To brand OPDO anew, for their treacherous ways.
Opportunist Politicians Destroying Oromo (OPDO), their name,
May Wallo’s bravery shine bright, in the face of this shame.