I look upon our votes,
They are busy enriching themselves,
Setting selfish policy
I smile at the rising sun,
It's was busy beaming its rays,
On dead plants
I had conferences with politicians,
Alas! They had ditch politics,
And hook up with politricks
I ran with hope to the sword and scale,
With sorrow, I was informed,
Law and order has been exported
I cried to the beard and collar,
They try comforting me that,
Godliness has been sent to exile.
Disappointed I went back home,
The future looks dark,
I saw no hope but still believe,
A savior will arrive one day.
Cry the belove'd country; we are led by the unleading! A wonderful poem. Well done!
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Thank you, hope their will be change