The Mouth of a Politician

With the promise of heaven on earth As if our problems they do care Upon the thousands of castles built in the air They still live on planet earth Oh Mr politician! The words of your mouth soothes Through my ears, they give me a boost The filling of pockets in a day to its brim Made me to believe you can really brag No wonder just beside you are the miss Ghana's as your spouse For abundant of lies, your mouth can really browse When in the need of my frailing thumb What a potrician!