All I want to say is that they don’t really care about us!
Oh that familiar lines from that popular song
These words never seem to leave my tongue
It can’t be any closer to the truth than this
Our parliament is full of little or less idle men
They play with people’s future and they are not bothered
Their children go to the best of schools while oppressing people
They seem to forget that they can run but they can’t hide
They are not in any way serving the citizens
The people are nothing to them but chickens
They spread poverty around the land and it weakens
How can you fight for freedom and your rights on empty stomach?
We have dictators as leaders and it is disheartening
They don’t mind whose ox is gored as long as they are good
They go as far as shed innocent blood
They are blood thirsty and power drunk, so they have no conscience
*…to be continued…
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn’t bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love’s chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor’s order.