A Satire To the Famous Politician

Politics! Politics! What a deadly game,making her victim early lame.Dear memories i recall there was but once an election,but present tell us of selection. With eyes as a night owl ,we see men with ill mind as ancient saul, it would have been a pleasure to pay them the visit of christ and rename them paul, they think the game is neat yet it leads them to early pit,the whole thing digs a trench when they think its a fence. They believe they are players yet all they need is prayers,they are v.i.p at night clubs,when they need to prepare their cross,they think they have alot of fans but soon they will be taken away in vans. Your form of revenue is easy,while workers at your avenue are busy, they went rubbing the poor to fill their abyss accounts,while their purses were opened by INEC leaches. Their wealthy company are now crumbling before a fall, and their once healthy skin are growing wrinkled,at the right time, the bile of death they tasted,the throbbing sensation of a last breath they experienced,and their life cud was cut, to 6 feet he became reduced.