High Profile Beggar Poem by kelvin karani

High Profile Beggar



My government…
Yes sir its yours
Can only spare a few shillings for the hungry
Sir, and sleek fuel guzzlers for 40+ ministers
So now I beg for those extra shillings to feed them

Hunger I now declare a national disaster
But sir, farmers are still having their maize
International friends chip in to end it faster
They will sir, making politicians drunk and craze
We have always been true toy you our friends
You have always been sir, you and other comprador allies

I will not talk today of other things
Pleas3e don’t, Triton, Grand Regency, maize scams and blah blah blah
Chagrin us to the core making us want to puke!
That is all there was to say
But sir you’ve forgotten taxation – are you taxed?
The impending teachers strike over poor salaries
And much more sir!

Sir, I wonder how much your three piece suit,
Watch, shirt and all else on you
On your fist lady and family
On your 40+ ministers and others
Cost the treasury
Money from sufficiently philanthropic poor peoples!

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