Knowing each our fate
and such is that
for each one then
is not unlike the other.
Brothers taking turns
at taking office.
Stealing from each other
from the people took.
Spending more than each
could raise the paper trail led to
a person dead.
We now feel innured
and hope is all but abandoned
at the cost of all their lies
there many many lives
and if you try to leave them, well.
This is not advised.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Nice writing, encouraging to know that so many understand what happening. Well done.