Green Card
I lived to see,
A card of wonders,
Allows people to pass,
A road to success,
As people always say,
We like happy endings.
A green card friend!
Is national password,
Very meaningful indeed,
As everybody, adore it.
It is a smoke of life,
Better relief,
For real citizens of the country,
Must posses the card,
The card for happy endings.
.
Even the opposition now,
Posses the cards,
Just to make them live,
And escape hardness,
Whilst pretending daily,
However, inside they are,
Faithful party members,
For they still have the cards,
And worship the party most,
Than the state they belong.
Green card is their mother,
It is their life and truth,
No body can deny this,
For they can smuggle and sell illegal,
They can corrupt and escape tax,
They can poach and sell opium,
They are party member with green cards,
Enjoying the cake of the nation.
Copyright © Lucas Mkude | Year Posted 2014
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