Politicians Poem by David N. Munene

You have sung all along
Yours is a familiar song
'Will do, will do'
But in deed never do
At least you change the rhythm
With which you catch our breathing
Liken to dogs so cunning
Hiding with grass reeds in suns' burning

On times of glory and fame
You show us nothing than shame
But rise like tides and flames
Consuming our hearts with names,
Mighty slogans and stupid games
Every time we hit campaigns

Don't sing to me any more
Your voice is pathetic!
Do what you say galore
For you have not a single lyric!