Gate Crashing

Half your time spent stuffing bags in the ceiling but the face of corruption is surprisingly appealing I remember asking; Who has the keys to this cash gate The one the finances the cashier and his fat date the one that keeps the orphan clinging to his round plate for him days are a blur, he can’t remember when he last ate so who really has the keys, the keys to this cash gate you think you know who, are you sure? This same one that separates the rich and the poor I saw a crowd the other day; They were stuffed in a lorry Ecstatic and jolly I heard them scream Amayi. and I thought slowly; who had they seen Madonna perhaps or Angelina Jolie Come to rescue another orphan, they deem is treated poorly. Then I thought again, Why do they refer to her as Amayi, Why didn’t they refer to the late one as Abambo. Declining Malawian mindsets are doing nothing but falling and Frankly its appalling.