Our Politicians

Our Politicians They speak like politicians And hold a great ambition. They think they are right And same speech they recite. They always gather for a bite Deciding who should start the fight. All have their own stations To be the victims of cremation. They gather their own crowd Who cheer and clap to any sound. They think they are right Only here for a bite. They speak like Aristo And act like Montecristo! They smoke big cigars And all drive tinted cars. They dress in glitter And all have Twitter. They act so polite But hardly can write. Always in action Only during the election. To make a collection Or a connection. O What a time you feel like Committing a crime. For a brief background about this poem, pls, read the poem (Beirut).