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!