Political Plight
1.
Critically, we cried for comedy;
But we saw terror and tragedy;
The people's plight bank overflew;
Our injuries were saltened an' made anew.
2.
Before the polls for us they sought;
But when they win, us they forgot;
Proud politicians on the political pew;
Alone, eating the national rice an' stew.
3.
At propaganda they promise black an' blue;
But fullfill [if at all] only a few;
They pretend from beginning to end;
The law of the land, they break and bend.
4.
The people plough and plant the paddy;
But some men plot an' exploit the candy;
When then shall our liberty be wrought;
From men of selfish thoughts an' plots?
5.
For change the people pray an' hope;
Many are sick an' tired of standing to mope;
Our noble nation shall soon be bright;
As soon as God will say "let there be light!"
Copyright © Odinakachukwu Okeke | Year Posted 2015
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