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To serve is to be served

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To serve is to be served

To serve you took an 
oath;
To lead in patriotism
And to shun nepotism.
To hold in esteem the 
nation
And give back with 
integrity its ration.

Like a leader being 
called 
To regard his people,
And tend to the cripple.

To serve with heart 
and might
Like our forebears 
fought for their identity.
To bring justice to the 
land
And shed not your 
people’s blood on its 
sand.

To serve with all your 
strength,
And stake your life in 
defense of its unity.

Those were the 
allegiance to father land
When our votes was a 
pass to glory
And our voices echoed 
for democracy.

Today our heroes 
mourn in their graves
Honest men languish in 
jail,
While criminals are 
granted bail.

Smokes of corruption 
rises from the chimney 
of pretence.
The rain of political 
looting falls from the 
sky of hate and greed.
The conflagration from 
the furnace of poverty-
Consumes men who are 
not party to dishonesty,
Callousness brings us 
buried in abyss.

Justice hides in the 
wigs of our judges
Like lice on a bushy 
hair-
Only to be shaved by 
the blunt clippers of 
deceit.
No wonder a blind 
folded man holds the 
scale of justice!

Far-called our soldiers 
in the land of death,
Combing the bushes 
and deserts in failing 
health,
Back home our 
politicians loot the 
nation’s wealth,
Subjecting us all to 
economic mess.

Now that we have been 
stylishly raided,
And the national 
honours adorned their 
publicly funded parlours
What is left for the 
masses-
Is the nausea from 
rotten corpses.
Hunger stare us in the 
eye,
Little children yearn to 
die-
Watching their mothers 
beg for crumbs to feed.

To serve is to be 
served,
All their allegiance to 
fatherland 
Hangs on the rafter of 
political sham.

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  1. Date: 11/21/2011 11:15:00 AM
    Way of equal right and justice. Leadership way.. Love reading your poem. Keep it up. Mathy

  1. Date: 11/21/2011 11:12:00 AM
    Way of equal right and justice.... Love reading your poem keep it up. Mathy