Wind Of Change Poem by Glad Gold

It rose like steam from the kettles mouth
Polluting the minds of many
Making the state amorphous
Causing disorder in the nation

Thereby making embezzlement of scarce resources head of state
Bribery and corruption the national anthem
Violence and shedding of innocent blood the order of the day
Painting the town red
And blood of innocent souls crying out for vengeance

But when i heard these i was angst
But i did not rest
I sobbed out my heart to the omnipresence
My tears made an ocean
My anxiety about the future increased
But to my greatest suprise
A great wind of change blew and turned everything around
It crumbled like a collapsing building
Answering the prayer of many for decades