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Quack Mechanized Presidency
I neither care nor bother about perfection On all their faces I actually see otherwise On strange machines I have found myself Bolts and nuts intertwined in mazes Detailed guide too long to comprehend I posses little education to even recite So we go on trying, guessing and fondling Hoping the cure will come somehow Amidst breached procedures and advice Get the car moving: most essential task Those unusual sounds I’ve learnt to ignore Wish it away and it exists no more Of course, they all must be wary of me or learn Yet they foolishly follow even when I warn I know choices are limited and you must come again I pray you don’t imagine my ability to guess When you do guess, what can you do? After all, I am king even when we all blind Nobody trained me; nobody checks me I am not different from the president to the councilor Riding on the crest of power in mediocrity Years of guessing cannot make perfection Where excellence belongs only to thieves Equipped with sophisticated tools not in the books Dismantling and reassembling chaotically Translating cries as sounds of excitement As failed, bungled machines drive governance Alas I am in stiff context with my Oga at the top These politicians ridicule my feats I should vehemently cry for them that trust me I worry even when I know they should At least I am better than the men in the corridor I still posses the capacity to think and trouble My competitors are better than I can ever be
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